Seven of us gathered (gaggled?) today and had one swell ride from Yelm area toward Rainier direction and back. There was lots of fun single-track and friendly yammering throughout the “3-hour-tour.” A fair amount of the trail was so overgrown it segued to “ride-by-faith.” The weather never “started getting rough” and the bikes never got “tossed,” and no bike or rider ever got marooned (on a “tropical isle” -- weak analogy to “Gilligan’s Island” here). Someone (think it was Al?) coined the group “magnificent seven.” The question surfaced, “what happens if there’s an 8th . . . and, someone pronounced . . . “I thought there’s only 6 of us?” There was either too much lactic acid buildup or not enough oxygen intake at that point because I don’t recall anyone responding. Sad to say we had to “take a body count” a number of times just to make sure there was actually seven. SOME thought there truly was only 6.Video: Bill and Al.
Join us in saying “welcome” to Bill. E. (far Rt.), and
Barrie W. (we never use last names for privacy). Barrie shot many of these pics. Thanks Barrie!
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Nice post. The pictures look good. If you ride this weekend, and make it out back to the big downhill that no one can ride up, take a look on the left about midway down. You'll see a new switchback cut-in just today by Ron and Al. I was able to ride up to the lower end of the switchback, so I know that's possible. Let see who is first to make it all of the way from bottom to the top :^)
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