Pretty much last
minute I decided to head over to the “other” Pisgah on Saturday morning. I kinda thought about going by myself, until
Mike and his daughter planned to ride out there. I planned to tag along, so I had to get my
shit together in the form of bike maintenance. With a slow leak in my
rear tire I knew that I needed some Stan’s in it.
Simple enough.
Oops. I took that as a bad sign and went to bed early expecting to have a not so good ride the next morning. I woke up, got dressed, and made the
customary stop at Bojangles for pre ride grub.
Then I saw another bad sign…
Dicky dropped his jorts.
Anyway, I
eventually got out to Old Fort where the Longs were waiting for me. We suited up and rode outta town…
On the road.
Which turned into
fire road…
Which turned into an
obstacle course.
It was cool
though. We climbed for a while and it
was okay. Since we were out there to
have fun, we stopped often. At one
particular point when we stopped for a longer break, I busted out my leftover
biscuit from earlier.
It was awesome,
especially when I got to have wild berries for dessert.
The beginning of
our route is full of climbing, but you are rewarded with a nice view when the
trees open up.
Ah yeah, it wasn’t
all road. We had some cool singletrack too.
And some gnar.
And railroad (not
poo) tracks.
And I got to be a
choo choo.
Photo cred: Mike L.
The highlight of
the day had to be when we stopped at the creek crossing though.
We hung out there
for a while, using the cold mountain water to cool ourselves off after a hot
day. It turned out to be an awesome
time, despite the bad luck I had the night before.
And then my tire
sprung a leak.
It really was a
great day. Thanks to Mike and Laurel for letting me hang out with them up in the
hills.
And of course I got
some beer when it was all over.
I'd call it a good day.
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