I did a little riding this weekend. Sure, it wasn’t Elkhorn but I had a lot of fun nonetheless. Early Saturday I pedaled over the Glenn Jackson Bridge, met a teammate, and rode around Tabor for a while at a fairly leisurely pace. I was back home in time for a “honey-do” packed day of fun and excitement.
Sunday was a different animal altogether. I drove up Livingston Mt. to teammate Bill’s house. It was dry at my house but the weather at Bill’s is what I generously termed a vigorous mist. The five assembled riders grumbled about starting out it such dampular conditions but start we did. We headed out on our cross bikes and dropped down some dirt roads to the rollers at the top of53rd. On pavement, we headed over to Ireland then Lessard and dropped way down to Boulder Creek Rd. At a two track, we headed uphill, gently at first. We turned left onto a narrow jeep trail and started the climbing in earnest and topped out 1,000 steep and sometimes rocky feet later. We spent the rest of the ride connecting bits of quad and motorcycle trails along the flanks of Livingston for a delightful three hours of challenging trail riding.
I really enjoyed the motorcycle trails since they most approximated singletrack and the motos had dug ruts in the corners that made for some nice berms. They featured plenty of rocks and roots and the dampness made traction a challenge. We also rode along a quad trail with some deep mud filled ruts. It was pretty cool trying to pick lines and adjusting to wheel drift and poor traction. I was glad that Bill let us use the hose after the ride since my bike was covered in sticky mud. Apparently, it was the proper consistency to fling off at angles that didn’t include my ass or back so I ended up with a rather clean kit.
I had a blast.