Thinking About Bikes and . . .

Thinking about bikes . . . and the loss of love (my Sting Ray).

There were also the two girls in the area who had "Ray's" that I got excited about having the same type of bike and did they want to go ride around.  They laughed and said to check back in a couple of years.  The nicer of the two is on the left, Cindy I think.  (Always said 'hi" and nice to me through high school.)  Beth on the right was just plain self-centered and mean -- one of the "cool" kids.  Ha.

3 Miles & 3 Hours Hard Day's Work

Went to clean off a portion of  5 miles of cross-country single-track at Fort Lewis area #21 today.  This area has been closed for the majority of the summer due to helicopter maneuvers. I only made it through 3 miles of somewhat overgrown trail today.  Most of the overgrown vegetation was from blackberry shooters,  scotch broom, and fallen trees left from last winter's ice storm. I only lasted for 3 hours before running out out energy from sawing, riding, sawing, snipping and [repeat].  Took out 6 small to medium logs that were laying across the trail.  There are only 7 large diameter logs remaining that will need a chain saw.  Speaking of saw.  I saw no one today on the trail.

Solo at Kennedy Creek Double-Track

There was imbalance between work and outside life this week.  So, I set out and did the following two-wheel therapy route Saturday (shown on attached map).  I ended up very much surprising two illegal hunters (made 'em jump I did) in a closed off area when I came busting up a steep hill.  They were drinking their beers and trying to spot deer through their binoculars looking up towards a ridge when I came up directly behind them. Gotcha!