|The sign that carried more meaning than just the trail name…|
While a good showing of Eastside riders headed for Galena lodge for the Grinder marathon Angela and I headed to McCall for some R&R and a long ride for myself.
Saturday morning greeted me with 45 degrees and clear skies. I mixed up two bottles of Perpetuem and two bottles of nuun and a 5th bottle of straight water to consume early in the ride. Further fueling consisted of Stinger products (two waffles, two gels and two chews!). Angela sent me off well with an egg sandwich to complement the morning’s coffee.
I was starting to get tired. No more cross mounting for this guy. I reverted to “scootering” my bike from downed tree to downed tree (right foot on left pedal, not straddling bike).
This was going to be a long day; and I had better get cell service again so Angela knows I will need more time before she should be legitimately worried (look for a moto guy to go ride the trail!).
I had only crossed the first drainage and was headed for the second which included a steep pitch that I suspected was a 1/2mile hike a bike over a ridge before descending into the Xterra course. I laughed aloud to myself thinking of what Greg McRoberts had mentioned to me “Might find some snow out there, however. You'd be amazed how much snow there still is up high”. Yeah sure, I had seen and crossed some snow, but compared to the downed trees, snow was not the issue…until: