Monday- When asked my ride buds, "Wanna ride"?
Speedracer: Can't gotta work late. Scud: Can't, shoulder still separated. Bullit: Nope, gonna get
some road miles in. Charlie: no answer on phone
The ride was at the local Trail. I did not see a bike rack, one, at the trailhead. 5 cars must all
have been joggers/hikers. I set out on the trail and only dodged 2 sets of hikers. The Temp. is
about 73F and the sweat is starting to fill my bandanna. I head up and around the Twins. As I head
towards the lost and found I think, "time to climb". I ascend up the saddle between the Twins. I'm
pacing myself and don't want to be incoherent for the descent. As I top the saddle I pause to look
over the lake and behind me where I can see the main fire road with branches of twisty singletrack
trails coming off of it. I don't see one Mtber or hear any Mtber. I descend down to the lost and
found trimming the speed quite a bit since I'm solo. I cruise along the Ranch fence through the
hoop-d-doos and crest a high point. Low and behold I see off in the distance 2 Mtbers. I drop onto
the Autobahn jet towards the Twins. I figure when I top Roger's demise I can stop and listen to see
if they went around the twins or up thru the saddle. I can't hear anything so I figure they must
have went around. The usual resting spot is at the lost n found so I head there to see if anyone
shows. No one. I then finish off the rancher's fence and complete the ride with only a distance
sighting of any Mtb. brothers.
consolation: Wed. night ride with the crew (Except Scud)!
Cleanbean still doing it in Texas