Up at the butt-crack of dawn and riding by at least 5:45 for about an hour!
This morning was incredibly dark and foggy, so I had my niterider all dusted off and charged for a run in the dark. My bowl of cereal and coffee kept me busy longer than expected and as I rolled out it was light grey enough to not need the lights. So I made the long trip down about a 1/2 block to some singletrack and poached ol' Westwood Hills. Funny, we grew up riding here when it was OK. Rigid forks, 7 speed, bikes usually too big and too heavy. The fireroad climb seemed like and eternity and really hard. Funny what 18 years will do! Now on my squishy bike it was a breeze and I explored/remembered most of the left side single track I could grab!
Mountian biking is fun. Biking before work, everyday is becoming funner!
I like the option of a basically car-less hour on the road or a hour on 8-10" wide singletrack across the street from my house...Now if I just had some of my old friends to share it with, that would be the bees knees...
Check it:
Sweet Purple Jacket...
At the bottom of the hill is our house (can't see it, but we're there...). That's Napa in the background-still asleep!
1 comment:
I like the sweet Greenfield kickstand in the first picture...you old man.
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