Saturday was a long day and I ended up in bed early. And since I must be starting to show my age, I woke up early Sunday morning. I had a few hours to kill thanks to dragging my ass outta bed earlier than normal and I didn’t know what to do. Even though I was wide awake and excited for another beautiful day, I felt like Charlie Brown on Halloween.
I thought maybe I wanted to do a road ride, but I felt more like doing nothing. Then I drank some coffee.
Suddenly I remember that I’d rather be on a mountain bike of some sort. Not wanting to load up my bike and drive to a trail (big deal, I know) I took off out of my house to attempt an urban ride. Luckily it starts out a little less than urban.
Then it gets moar urban for a bit.
FYI, I nearly busted my ass several times on that. The coffee hadn’t kicked in yet. It took a few tries until I could ride it with ease.
After a few local roads here and there, I hit my favorite stretch of nearby gravel road.
It’s really pretty out there too and there wasn’t a bunch of pedestrian traffic. I knew I made the right decision by not riding my road bike, because gravel pretty much sucks otherwise. Plus, I can explore.
As I rode along “gravel grinding” I realized that I wasn’t far from the local trail that "magically" appeared in the woods one day, RTS. I glanced over and got pretty excite.
I hit the trail and it was in pristine shape. I hadn’t been there in a while for some reason, but I immediately started making plans so I’d ride there more. I had the place to myself.
What a rad day. I got back to the house in a reasonable amount of time and got in an awesome ride. And yes, I’ll say it again...
Fall is my favorite time of year.