The Ride
It?s been an impressive summertime up to now. The other week we went on a mtn bike ride through the Sequoias. It was an amazing trip, but commenced with the exhausting drive. I had my mountain bike on the back of the car and equipment all packed up the night before. I started the ride up alone as I left early from the office. I was on a race against time as I was supposed to meet my buddies at the top of the mountain road, marked by a picnic table, at 8pm. I knew my window of opportunity was about 30 minutes. After that time, they were to expect that I got held up and would try again at the same spot at 10am the next day. The only logical outcome of there is that I would be taking a long nap in my car alone that night if I didnt make it in time
Turns out I made it through traffic and up the hill in time to unhook my bike, crack open a beer and mountain bike ride up and down a couple of little hills before dark and before my buddies would arrive. The fresh air was brilliant and it was nice to be away the city. My Santa Cruz Heckler was in tip top shape and ready to tear up some rails and free riding, fresh out of the shop.
Our ride started early and we were ready with big packs stuffed with plenty of food and water. The first crank up the big hill was ridiculously long. The crew cranked slowly up for about 2hrs. It was a grand feeling to finally make it to the top. We took a break and sipped some water from our stainless steel water bottles.
The next 8hrs was spent jamming up and down hills, over fallen logs, off huge hits and hucking over big rocks. A couple of breaks were in order throughout the day where we drank a bit of booze and shared treats we had packed away. The terrain was awesome and just right for some summertime riding. There was a bit of ice still left on the ground from the spring melt. The temperature was perfect, not too hot, not too cold.
