Got a lemon of a day?
Make lemonade.
Sweet, sweet lemonade!
It was warm, overcast and misty lending an appropriate air of mystery to JH. We went straight up the roadway and climbed heart attack hill to the upper lots. We toured the backlot and planned to work some skills in the huge abandoned expanse but got drawn to the singletrack anyway.
Up here, the leaves, the roots, the rocks were treacherous and wet but the ground was solid and unfazed underneath. We rode the far side of warthog 'til it becomes an endless stretch of a glacial rock dump and we managed to draw "second blood" from our soon to be new mtbnjer, NJ Dre.
Out in the parking lot again, we played and rode a progression of logs until CultureCouture was sailing over sizeable stacks like a pro and making me feel like I'd better brush up my skills before CC puts me to shame.
NJ Dre had skills but seems to be a bit freakish about damp, wet, critter infested logs and snakes and bear and... I expect his fear will help motivate him to get back up on his bike faster!
He'll do okay... at least until I take him up on his downhill challenge.
NJ Dre, Nobody beats the Cyclopath on a paved downhill... Nobody.
Set the date, call your road and prepare to be passed like you're a-standin' still!:getsome: