And now for something completely different (really)

Saturday morning I went off into the 80+ degree heat with scozim, three other guys, a Klein Pulse - and no clue!

I haven't been on an MTB since 1992, and that was on DG, so not a whole lot of mountain-climbing there. Anyhow, I had a ball - scared myself on a couple of occasions (as Scott points out in his post above) and thought I was going to die once; my guardian angel stepped in and intervened at the last second so I ended up coming out the other side with everyone else. Never got so much as a scratch the entire day.

A miracle!

Anyway, here are some pics from yesterday's adventure.

L to R: Scott, Bryan, me, Chris and Jeff:



Oh - about halfway through, Scott turned us onto a technical ascent. I was running clips/straps and my foot came out and bent a clip back. I lacked the skills to keep my momentum, honestly, so was thinking of walking it. Scott suggested that I continue up the trail the way we were going and we'd meet up once they came down from the technical part. Worked great - I actually had a nice climb and saw 31mph coming back down!

My alternative route:



Hi!



Great scenery:



More great scenery:



I was feeling pretty confident (or arrogant?) by the end of the day - enough to shoot this while descending:



Busy beaver-work:



Last rest stop before the final bombing descent:



Thanks again to Scott for the room and board, pancake breakfast, ham sandwich lunch and an unforgettable experience. I may be crazy, but I want to do it again before the weather turns for the worse!

DD