Last night Eleanor, New Jersey & I made plans to ride Surveyor's early
today. As I checked (& rechecked) my gear, I got more & more amped until
I was shaking like I had the DTs. I'd been scared off attempting this
trail a few years back by another attendee at bike camp, who'd told me in
no uncertain terms I didn't have the bike handling skills to tackle this
trail. Year before last, I'd repeated that to Eleanor, who said "WTF, you
do too, and we're going to ride it." Various ride plans over the next
couple of seasons always got shot down one way or another (medical
emergency, mechanical issue, wind, etc). Today the planets finally
aligned.
Sunny skies, 60F, perfect weather. The trail is in great shape - just
enough moisture to keep it tacky. The baby-butt smooth doubletrack turned
to smooth singletrack, then technical singletrack. It got progressively
more difficult, roots & rock gardens coming with greater frequency. Though
this ride is overall a downhill ride, it's so roly-poly it didn't feel
like downhill until the last few miles.
Again, the weight training has paid off. Many times today I looked at a
section of rock garden, picked my line & thought "well, I'll try it, but
I'll be walkin'" and next thing I knew I was through it.
While setting the shuttle, my friends had asked if I wanted to do the
Oakridge finish, which they described as "switchbacky". I'm always up for
switchback practice. Especially steep, gravelly, high-penalty-for-failure
switchback practice. Yeah. (I've since discovered that others recommend
attempting the Oakridge trail only if you're a masochist. Yay, bike S&M.)
I rode all but 4 of the switchbacks (of 20+ total). They were scarier
than the switchbacks on Dog River, but in most cases, the penalty wasn't
as bad: instead of free-falling off the cliff wall to certain death, you'd
merely bump & bounce down a steep hill to certain serious injury.
According to my map, Oakridge starts at 3700' and ends at 1800' but
stretches only 2.3 miles. Steep! It actually was really fun - though I
would not like to do it later in the season when it's dusted up.
Now I'm sitting at home feeling that post-ride buzz. Got a beer in one
hand and an eclipse bar in t'other, watching the thunderstorms roll in.
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Flowers: last of the calypso orchids, candy stripe, anemones, bluebells,
balsamroot, manzanita, trumpet vine.
Wildlife: hawk, flicker, ground squirrels, deer.
dabs: <10
Walks: 3 (short!) spots additional to those 4 switchbacks.
Biffs: ZERO! yay me!
Most embarassing moment: I took the lead on the lower switchback section,
whoopin' & a-hollerin'. I hazarded a glance behind me & caught what I
thought was Eleanor's red shirt & started telling her how much fun I was
having. Then I started singing the Smurfs theme "Laa laa lalalalaaa la
lalala laaaaaaa" and heard this masculine "Can I get a pass here?" OMG.
Hours on the trail: 3:30, probably about 2:45 of actual riding due to New
Jersey's flat and a snack stop for you-know-who.
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gabrielle