2015-2016 BIYF online winter complaint repository
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Arwen's Mom
Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains
Feb 20
Moving time 2 hr 56 min
Seven of Five’s Great Adventure
My boss asked me to work Saturday morning. He said “I know its your day off but we could really use you.” I said sure and he replied “one thing though, you have to ride your bike in since you have been slacking on that all week.” Can he do that?
It worked though. I got ready for work and stood there wondering what bike to ride. Was thinking Dude as this way I could hit some trails on the way home, but found myself reaching for Seven instead. As I rolled her out of the stable she snickered at everyone left behind. Snot.
Ride to work = uneventful
Work = work. But I am thankful for such a cool boss. As I got ready to leave he says “I want you to do a 2 hour ride home.”
I planned on doing just a long road ride. But at one point I decided to explore some trails I noticed in the neighborhood woods. As I headed down the road that would take me to the “trailhead” Seven must have got the feeling I was up to something.
“What are you planning?”
“A great adventure.”
When we entered the trail:
“You are taking me on TRAILS in the DARK are you CRAZY?!”
“What are you worried about?”
“Have you ever ridden here before?”
“Nope.”
“I wanna go home.”
“Whats the worst that can happen? Look there are happy yellow trail markers.”
The trail was a fire road. Wide and sandy. Not bad going for winter riding where it was actually frozen in spots but don’t think I would want to ride it in the summer. At this point I was regretting not having my camera. The sun was starting to rise and I knew I would have some good photo opportunities. Sorry @huffster, I have disappointed you again. This recap would be much better with photos, oh well.
Seven was adjusting ok though. She realized these trails weren’t so bad, so far.
There was tangle of about 4 very large trees that came down on the trail, so tangled that it was actually a little tough climbing over. I was glad I had one of my lighter bikes. I couldn’t hike around it as there were wild rose bushes everywhere and I didn’t want to fight the thorns. Need to go back when they are in bloom. I saw what looked like quite a few trails going off the main trail, but most were blocked by large trees that didn’t get there by accident. I got the distinct impression that they don’t want anyone going anywhere other than the main trail in these woods.
So far the trail was very flat. I am ok with that. But was mildly excited when we came to a small rise, as hopefully that means something pointed down on the other side and I was delighted to see it held true here. The other side was longer, steeper, and had about 3 or 4 waterbars just perfect for launching.
“We arent going down that!”
“Yes we are and I wish I had Beast instead.”
“I am gonna die.”
“Mind your place and trust your rider!”
Sounds of whimpering.
I will admit I took it easy on the old gal though and just rolled down the bars.
At this point it seemed the dirt was getting more muddy in spots. But it was ever changing. Mud, gravel, packed grayish sand, very soft golden sand. The golden sand was the worst. It was like riding on snow it was so slippery and I felt like I was sinking into it at times. Does NJ have quick sand?
We came to a large break in the woods. We were in a dip so we couldn’t see how far the break went on either side. The trail continued on the other side of the break so we headed that way. Lots of slippery sand.
Short roll through some more woods and another large break. This break was loaded with mud. Slippery and sticky. There was a truck parked there. Probably a hunter. Glad I had on my bright jacket. Trail still continued on other side so went for it. There was a small rise in the trail and when we got to the top, saw we were a few hundred feet away from some houses. Seven says “we are saved!”
I head out to the road just to get my bearings and figure out where we are. I will say at this point I have good homing instincts and always know what direction home is in, so I wasn’t worried.
I stopped for some hot tea. I had packed a small thermos of hot tea just for this reason. I knew I would do a long ride home today and wanted something warm to drink. Then I turned around and headed back on the trail.
“Oh we really arent going back that way are we? Whats wrong with the roads?”
“Stop being such a pansy, where’s your sense of adventure? Stop acting so old or do you need a cane?”
Back across the muddy break and onto the first one we traversed, the sandy one. Once there I noticed there was a trail that did go up one side so I turned up that.
“Why don’t we go back the way we came?”
I ignored her this time.
Over the hill and the trail continued for some way but it looked like in the distance the break turned into a swamp, but I headed that way anyway. As I got closer I knew I may have to turn back because the entire break was covered in water and swamp grasses. But off to the left was another trail! Light blue markers this time.
I heard a quiet “oh man” from Seven but that was it.
The trail here was mostly packed sand with some mud here and there. Saw a lot of blocked trails to the sides again. And one large herd of deer. I told them to run the other way, away from the hunter, they complied.
Then we turned a corner and I knew we were near the swamp again. The trail went straight for quite a way and all I could see was huge puddles that spanned the width of the trail. But there was a very narrow ridge edging the trail that if I balanced just right I could walk. Not ride. Way too narrow and there were trees blocking the ridge. So it was walk using one hand to hold Seven’s bar and the other hand to hold onto trees to keep from falling in the water/ice. You know how it is, hold the tree, swing around, don’t let go of the bike. Glad it was icy as it was easier to pull Seven along on the trail while I swung around the trees. Really wishing I had my camera. Considered using my phone, but my old stupid phone takes the worst photos. After about the 8th puddle the trail became dry and I was able to ride again. I want to point out these puddles were HUGE and looked very deep. There was no way I was going to try riding over them. I was impressed by Seven this whole time. She stayed very balanced, and didn’t give me any lip. Good girl.
After a bit we came to the end of that trail. There was a huge sand pile and you could see houses at the top of a small rise. Seven said “Civilization!” and of course wanted to head that way, the trail did continue in that direction but I wasn’t ready to head back onto the road yet. I looked around hoping to see something else to explore. And there it was! A proper trail.
Seven said “Really? but the road is so close!”
This trail actually widened after a bit and looked like it was made for quads and dirt bikes. Torn up and lots of donuts.
Eventually it got less sandy and I noticed we were riding parallel to some houses on one side. Then the trail got gravely, with some patches of pavement. We came to an actual concrete bridge over a nice little babbling stream and up ahead was the road. I was only mildly surprised to see where we were when we left the woods. Much to Seven’s delight we headed towards home.
At one intersection I glanced at my garmin to see how long I had been riding. Almost 2 hours. Hmmm if I go this way I will be home in 10 minutes but if I go that way I can probably squeeze another half hour. I chose the longer way. At this point Seven was so happy to be back on the roads she wasn’t saying a word even though the old gal was pretty tired and hungry. Oh wait, maybe that was my stomach growling and not hers.
Moving time 2 hr 56 min
Seven of Five’s Great Adventure
My boss asked me to work Saturday morning. He said “I know its your day off but we could really use you.” I said sure and he replied “one thing though, you have to ride your bike in since you have been slacking on that all week.” Can he do that?
It worked though. I got ready for work and stood there wondering what bike to ride. Was thinking Dude as this way I could hit some trails on the way home, but found myself reaching for Seven instead. As I rolled her out of the stable she snickered at everyone left behind. Snot.
Ride to work = uneventful
Work = work. But I am thankful for such a cool boss. As I got ready to leave he says “I want you to do a 2 hour ride home.”
I planned on doing just a long road ride. But at one point I decided to explore some trails I noticed in the neighborhood woods. As I headed down the road that would take me to the “trailhead” Seven must have got the feeling I was up to something.
“What are you planning?”
“A great adventure.”
When we entered the trail:
“You are taking me on TRAILS in the DARK are you CRAZY?!”
“What are you worried about?”
“Have you ever ridden here before?”
“Nope.”
“I wanna go home.”
“Whats the worst that can happen? Look there are happy yellow trail markers.”
The trail was a fire road. Wide and sandy. Not bad going for winter riding where it was actually frozen in spots but don’t think I would want to ride it in the summer. At this point I was regretting not having my camera. The sun was starting to rise and I knew I would have some good photo opportunities. Sorry @huffster, I have disappointed you again. This recap would be much better with photos, oh well.
Seven was adjusting ok though. She realized these trails weren’t so bad, so far.
There was tangle of about 4 very large trees that came down on the trail, so tangled that it was actually a little tough climbing over. I was glad I had one of my lighter bikes. I couldn’t hike around it as there were wild rose bushes everywhere and I didn’t want to fight the thorns. Need to go back when they are in bloom. I saw what looked like quite a few trails going off the main trail, but most were blocked by large trees that didn’t get there by accident. I got the distinct impression that they don’t want anyone going anywhere other than the main trail in these woods.
So far the trail was very flat. I am ok with that. But was mildly excited when we came to a small rise, as hopefully that means something pointed down on the other side and I was delighted to see it held true here. The other side was longer, steeper, and had about 3 or 4 waterbars just perfect for launching.
“We arent going down that!”
“Yes we are and I wish I had Beast instead.”
“I am gonna die.”
“Mind your place and trust your rider!”
Sounds of whimpering.
I will admit I took it easy on the old gal though and just rolled down the bars.
At this point it seemed the dirt was getting more muddy in spots. But it was ever changing. Mud, gravel, packed grayish sand, very soft golden sand. The golden sand was the worst. It was like riding on snow it was so slippery and I felt like I was sinking into it at times. Does NJ have quick sand?
We came to a large break in the woods. We were in a dip so we couldn’t see how far the break went on either side. The trail continued on the other side of the break so we headed that way. Lots of slippery sand.
Short roll through some more woods and another large break. This break was loaded with mud. Slippery and sticky. There was a truck parked there. Probably a hunter. Glad I had on my bright jacket. Trail still continued on other side so went for it. There was a small rise in the trail and when we got to the top, saw we were a few hundred feet away from some houses. Seven says “we are saved!”
I head out to the road just to get my bearings and figure out where we are. I will say at this point I have good homing instincts and always know what direction home is in, so I wasn’t worried.
I stopped for some hot tea. I had packed a small thermos of hot tea just for this reason. I knew I would do a long ride home today and wanted something warm to drink. Then I turned around and headed back on the trail.
“Oh we really arent going back that way are we? Whats wrong with the roads?”
“Stop being such a pansy, where’s your sense of adventure? Stop acting so old or do you need a cane?”
Back across the muddy break and onto the first one we traversed, the sandy one. Once there I noticed there was a trail that did go up one side so I turned up that.
“Why don’t we go back the way we came?”
I ignored her this time.
Over the hill and the trail continued for some way but it looked like in the distance the break turned into a swamp, but I headed that way anyway. As I got closer I knew I may have to turn back because the entire break was covered in water and swamp grasses. But off to the left was another trail! Light blue markers this time.
I heard a quiet “oh man” from Seven but that was it.
The trail here was mostly packed sand with some mud here and there. Saw a lot of blocked trails to the sides again. And one large herd of deer. I told them to run the other way, away from the hunter, they complied.
Then we turned a corner and I knew we were near the swamp again. The trail went straight for quite a way and all I could see was huge puddles that spanned the width of the trail. But there was a very narrow ridge edging the trail that if I balanced just right I could walk. Not ride. Way too narrow and there were trees blocking the ridge. So it was walk using one hand to hold Seven’s bar and the other hand to hold onto trees to keep from falling in the water/ice. You know how it is, hold the tree, swing around, don’t let go of the bike. Glad it was icy as it was easier to pull Seven along on the trail while I swung around the trees. Really wishing I had my camera. Considered using my phone, but my old stupid phone takes the worst photos. After about the 8th puddle the trail became dry and I was able to ride again. I want to point out these puddles were HUGE and looked very deep. There was no way I was going to try riding over them. I was impressed by Seven this whole time. She stayed very balanced, and didn’t give me any lip. Good girl.
After a bit we came to the end of that trail. There was a huge sand pile and you could see houses at the top of a small rise. Seven said “Civilization!” and of course wanted to head that way, the trail did continue in that direction but I wasn’t ready to head back onto the road yet. I looked around hoping to see something else to explore. And there it was! A proper trail.
Seven said “Really? but the road is so close!”
This trail actually widened after a bit and looked like it was made for quads and dirt bikes. Torn up and lots of donuts.
Eventually it got less sandy and I noticed we were riding parallel to some houses on one side. Then the trail got gravely, with some patches of pavement. We came to an actual concrete bridge over a nice little babbling stream and up ahead was the road. I was only mildly surprised to see where we were when we left the woods. Much to Seven’s delight we headed towards home.
At one intersection I glanced at my garmin to see how long I had been riding. Almost 2 hours. Hmmm if I go this way I will be home in 10 minutes but if I go that way I can probably squeeze another half hour. I chose the longer way. At this point Seven was so happy to be back on the roads she wasn’t saying a word even though the old gal was pretty tired and hungry. Oh wait, maybe that was my stomach growling and not hers.
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02/20
1:00
CLP, So Nice to See You
02/21
2:00
Clear Moon Seduced Me West and Had to Take the Express Way Home
1:00
CLP, So Nice to See You
02/21
2:00
Clear Moon Seduced Me West and Had to Take the Express Way Home
Victor I
aka Ridgehog
The reason I mountain bike. Out there to have fun.
wonderturtle
Well-Known Member
2/21.
Monocogging Allaire again. Wish I had more time since the weather was great.
But able to get
1.5 hours and 15 miles
Always amazes me how few people you pass in allaire despite the parking lot being beyond full. Passed by maybe 8-10 riders.
https://www.strava.com/activities/498797261
Monocogging Allaire again. Wish I had more time since the weather was great.
But able to get
1.5 hours and 15 miles
Always amazes me how few people you pass in allaire despite the parking lot being beyond full. Passed by maybe 8-10 riders.
https://www.strava.com/activities/498797261
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jackx
Well-Known Member
Saturday 2/20/2016.
Moving time: 2:33:34
https://www.strava.com/activities/498160859
Figured I'd see how i'd feel without eating on a 2.5-hour ride. Wasn't going very fast, so I did not quite bonk, and I hadn't eaten carb yet for the day. I also kept the pace slower because I was unfortunately way over-dressed. I did not expect 57F degrees and sun. Near the end, legs were very quick to tire i.e. no endurance. Carbed up afterwards at home.
Moving time: 2:33:34
https://www.strava.com/activities/498160859
Figured I'd see how i'd feel without eating on a 2.5-hour ride. Wasn't going very fast, so I did not quite bonk, and I hadn't eaten carb yet for the day. I also kept the pace slower because I was unfortunately way over-dressed. I did not expect 57F degrees and sun. Near the end, legs were very quick to tire i.e. no endurance. Carbed up afterwards at home.
Sandman98
Well-Known Member
thegock
Well-Known Member
2/21/16
1:50 Drat
https://www.strava.com/activities/499010417
Total Breaux fest in the woods today with @goodvibe mourning the death of the Beargrease yesterday. Great weather, perfect dirt, IJDGABTT
1:50 Drat
https://www.strava.com/activities/499010417
Total Breaux fest in the woods today with @goodvibe mourning the death of the Beargrease yesterday. Great weather, perfect dirt, IJDGABTT
choop
Well-Known Member
My Garmin decided to blow chunks all over the place. Second day in a row it just shut down after 30-40 minutes. So I have a couple rides to put up.
First is a truncated ride from this morning that the Garmin went bizerks.
1:11 Moving time.
http://www.strava.com/activities/498819475
Then did a ride with the family in the afternoon after I cleared all activities from the Garmin and it seemed to behave a bit better.
:31 Moving time
http://www.strava.com/activities/499172948
I have no idea how any of this adds up, but what done is done.
First is a truncated ride from this morning that the Garmin went bizerks.
1:11 Moving time.
http://www.strava.com/activities/498819475
Then did a ride with the family in the afternoon after I cleared all activities from the Garmin and it seemed to behave a bit better.
:31 Moving time
http://www.strava.com/activities/499172948
I have no idea how any of this adds up, but what done is done.
Fat Trout
Well-Known Member
2/21
1:10 moving
https://www.strava.com/activities/499271556
Got a little greasy today now that the frozen stuff isn't so frozen anymore
1:10 moving
https://www.strava.com/activities/499271556
Got a little greasy today now that the frozen stuff isn't so frozen anymore
GSTim
Formerly M3Tim
2/21/2016
Moving Time: 2:03
https://www.strava.com/activities/499280061
Tough one today, haven't been on the bike in two weeks and had to ride the tank. Zion never felt so long.🙁
Moving Time: 2:03
https://www.strava.com/activities/499280061
Tough one today, haven't been on the bike in two weeks and had to ride the tank. Zion never felt so long.🙁
Johnny Utah
Well-Known Member
2/21/16
Moving time: 1:38:13
Miles: 12.2
Aqua marine ass machine
https://www.strava.com/activities/499242371
Moving time: 1:38:13
Miles: 12.2
Aqua marine ass machine
https://www.strava.com/activities/499242371
2/21 7:05:43 https://www.strava.com/activities/499242649
I had sore legs from a long ride Friday and general exhaustion from a double TM yesterday, so I bailed on a team ride for an easy spin around the reservoir. Once I got up near 23 my legs started to wake up. They were still sore, but with the ridiculous weather I said F it. I've been meaning to check out more of the Watershed on the other side of Stephens Rd and connect it to Waway. The trails were mostly good singletrack, with just a little hike a bike. I chose my route based on how the trails looked on the NYNJTC map, but I went the wrong way on yellow at one point and did some crazy hike a bike. I should have turned around, but I kept saying "this can't get any worse," but it always did. I could see I would eventually get to red and could loop back to where I wanted to go, and I could always just bushwhack a straight line to it. Other than that it was a success connecting Bearfort Ridge to Red Dot at Waway.
I took roads back to save time because the ride took way longer than it should have due to mud on the old woods roads, and my sore legs. I cut through some quad trails and then some railroad tracks, and made my way back to Charlottesburg Reservoir. Then I went down Timberbrook and stopped in at Camp Winnebago for the Fat Fondo. I did a loop of the endurance course, and it was all mud. Kudos to everyone that rode that for four hours today!
I had sore legs from a long ride Friday and general exhaustion from a double TM yesterday, so I bailed on a team ride for an easy spin around the reservoir. Once I got up near 23 my legs started to wake up. They were still sore, but with the ridiculous weather I said F it. I've been meaning to check out more of the Watershed on the other side of Stephens Rd and connect it to Waway. The trails were mostly good singletrack, with just a little hike a bike. I chose my route based on how the trails looked on the NYNJTC map, but I went the wrong way on yellow at one point and did some crazy hike a bike. I should have turned around, but I kept saying "this can't get any worse," but it always did. I could see I would eventually get to red and could loop back to where I wanted to go, and I could always just bushwhack a straight line to it. Other than that it was a success connecting Bearfort Ridge to Red Dot at Waway.
I took roads back to save time because the ride took way longer than it should have due to mud on the old woods roads, and my sore legs. I cut through some quad trails and then some railroad tracks, and made my way back to Charlottesburg Reservoir. Then I went down Timberbrook and stopped in at Camp Winnebago for the Fat Fondo. I did a loop of the endurance course, and it was all mud. Kudos to everyone that rode that for four hours today!
ekuhn
Well-Known Member
Check out my 19.7 mi Ride on Strava: https://www.strava.com/activities/499197281
2/21, 2.5hrs Fam ride on the D & R. I had business to attend to in the area, so swapped fam ride location from Philly to hunt cty.
Quick jawn over the bridge into PA for a pic
Helmetless curb skinnies, makes me so proud! 😀
2/21, 2.5hrs Fam ride on the D & R. I had business to attend to in the area, so swapped fam ride location from Philly to hunt cty.
Quick jawn over the bridge into PA for a pic
Helmetless curb skinnies, makes me so proud! 😀
Magic
Formerly 1sh0t1b33r
2/21
2:18:45
https://www.strava.com/activities/499020542
Been a while since I've been on the bike, between the cold and life stuff. Great ride today with the crew at Jungle, one of my favorites. Amazing weather just called for shorts, and I delivered.
2:18:45
https://www.strava.com/activities/499020542
Been a while since I've been on the bike, between the cold and life stuff. Great ride today with the crew at Jungle, one of my favorites. Amazing weather just called for shorts, and I delivered.
Arwen's Mom
Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains
Feb 20 Second ride today!
Moving time 1 hr 26min (but hoping it counts as full 1 ½ hours)
A few friends of mine wanted to ride Kittatiny today, or as we refer to it in our house “Kittens and Titties”
Elapsed time for the ride was actually 2 hours, but my moving time was only 1 ½ hours since one of our buddies was having real issues with the rocks and we spent quite a bit of time waiting for hike-a-bike. We ended up hitting the rail trail there, mostly because of the lack of rocks. I was content with the rail trail anyway. I was feeling pretty tired from my morning adventure and I had brought the Big Pretty Bike with me again. There was one spot at Kitty that I had crashed last time I was there and I was determined to ride it today. I did. One demon conquered. There was another spot that I had walked last time too, and I rode that one today as well. Two demons conquered.
Actually spent 5 hours in the saddle today, even if part of it was participating in buddy support and not pedaling.
Definitely what I would call a good day.
Took some video of one buddy going over a double log on the rail trail, he makes it look so easy. Here’s a screen shot from the video:
And my "downhill buddy" doing the double log too:
Moving time 1 hr 26min (but hoping it counts as full 1 ½ hours)
A few friends of mine wanted to ride Kittatiny today, or as we refer to it in our house “Kittens and Titties”
Elapsed time for the ride was actually 2 hours, but my moving time was only 1 ½ hours since one of our buddies was having real issues with the rocks and we spent quite a bit of time waiting for hike-a-bike. We ended up hitting the rail trail there, mostly because of the lack of rocks. I was content with the rail trail anyway. I was feeling pretty tired from my morning adventure and I had brought the Big Pretty Bike with me again. There was one spot at Kitty that I had crashed last time I was there and I was determined to ride it today. I did. One demon conquered. There was another spot that I had walked last time too, and I rode that one today as well. Two demons conquered.
Actually spent 5 hours in the saddle today, even if part of it was participating in buddy support and not pedaling.
Definitely what I would call a good day.
Took some video of one buddy going over a double log on the rail trail, he makes it look so easy. Here’s a screen shot from the video:
And my "downhill buddy" doing the double log too:
Arwen's Mom
Mother of Dragons, Breaker of Chains
Feb 21
Moving time 1 hr 10 min
Seven of Five’s Adventure Continues
My day started with giving Beauty and Seven of Five a good polish. When complete I asked Seven “wanna take a ride?”
(skip to 2:47 or so in video)
“what do you have planned?”
“just a ride”
Then I reached for my “trail” glasses
“why are you putting on THOSE if we are doing a road ride, where are your roadie glasses?”
I ignored her again. Figured it was best.
I started in one direction but after about 15 minutes I made a sudden change of direction.
I hear a whispered “oh man what is she thinkin’?”
I had decided that @huffster needed photos. A ride recap without photos is like … well forget that. I figured I would do the same route I did yesterday but backwards. Time permitting as I have a curfew on Sunday mornings. I have to be back in time for The Hubby and I to go for breakfast before church. The Hubby waits for this all week.
Seven and I passed a couple joggers who stared at us in a weird way.
“Hey Seven, whats with them, why they look at us like that?”
“Probably because you are wearing TRAIL glasses and we are on the ROAD.”
“Yeah that’s probably it.”
When we approached our yesterday’s exit spot Seven yelled out “you must be joking!”
I was determined to get some photos so I let my steed know who was boss, got her in check and pedaled on.
Here is the Babbling Stream and Concrete Bridge
And why it babbles
When we arrived at The Donut I found that it isn’t just a donut. It’s a traffic circle. There are a couple trails coming off it that I hadn’t noticed yesterday. So rather than taking the one we rode yesterday, I took a different one.
The Donut:
This trail also has some splits, decisions decisions.
I tried all of them, one continued off into the distance, but also had a short spur that dead ended at a power line tower. The next dead ended here:
Sorry cant bunny hop that.
I ended up having to go back the way we came. I looked at the time and realized I had just enough time to meet my curfew so had to head home. Looks like this exploratory adventure will have to continue another day.
Moving time 1 hr 10 min
Seven of Five’s Adventure Continues
My day started with giving Beauty and Seven of Five a good polish. When complete I asked Seven “wanna take a ride?”
(skip to 2:47 or so in video)
“what do you have planned?”
“just a ride”
Then I reached for my “trail” glasses
“why are you putting on THOSE if we are doing a road ride, where are your roadie glasses?”
I ignored her again. Figured it was best.
I started in one direction but after about 15 minutes I made a sudden change of direction.
I hear a whispered “oh man what is she thinkin’?”
I had decided that @huffster needed photos. A ride recap without photos is like … well forget that. I figured I would do the same route I did yesterday but backwards. Time permitting as I have a curfew on Sunday mornings. I have to be back in time for The Hubby and I to go for breakfast before church. The Hubby waits for this all week.
Seven and I passed a couple joggers who stared at us in a weird way.
“Hey Seven, whats with them, why they look at us like that?”
“Probably because you are wearing TRAIL glasses and we are on the ROAD.”
“Yeah that’s probably it.”
When we approached our yesterday’s exit spot Seven yelled out “you must be joking!”
I was determined to get some photos so I let my steed know who was boss, got her in check and pedaled on.
Here is the Babbling Stream and Concrete Bridge
And why it babbles
When we arrived at The Donut I found that it isn’t just a donut. It’s a traffic circle. There are a couple trails coming off it that I hadn’t noticed yesterday. So rather than taking the one we rode yesterday, I took a different one.
The Donut:
This trail also has some splits, decisions decisions.
I tried all of them, one continued off into the distance, but also had a short spur that dead ended at a power line tower. The next dead ended here:
Sorry cant bunny hop that.
I ended up having to go back the way we came. I looked at the time and realized I had just enough time to meet my curfew so had to head home. Looks like this exploratory adventure will have to continue another day.