Big storm on Wednesday.
96 mph winds on top of the local wountain Wednesday morning. By the afternoon, it had
blasted through.
Starting out, the mountain was still holding on to some cloud cover.
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The Sun started shining through in spots as I rolled to the dirt.
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Good thing I brought crack.
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Trail restrictions in effect.
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Sharing with equestrians is great!
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Big carnage.
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As I climbed up I came upon a whole bunch of ladies sleeping on the side of the trail.
Actually they are hibernating.
This waterfall is seldom flowing.
One nice thing about riding on a storm day is that you don't have to endure the gutteral calls
of the corpulent golfers as they squeeze out of their golf carts and shamble about the greens
and fairways.