The Ride
Monday, August 10th, 2009What an extraordinary summer it has been. We went on a magnificent mountain bike ride through the Sequoia National Park. It was an grand trip, but began with the dragging drive. I had my bike on the back of the car and gear all packed up the night before. I started the bike 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 eight pm. I knew my window of opportunity was about thirty minutes. If I didnt make it in time, they would come back the next day to find me. This means if I was too late, I would end up sleeping in my car alone that night.
Turns out I made it through traffic and up the hill in time to unhook my bike, crack open a beer and mtn 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. The bike was in perfect shape and ready to hit some trails. The crew arrived to pick me up and show me where our spot was.
Our bike ride started early and we were ready with big packs stuffed with plenty of food and water. The first hill was killer and was a rude awakening to a very long bike ride. We pedaled over 10 miles uphill, that took over 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 rest of the day was spent busting tricks, hitting logs and enticing each other to go big. 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 dirt was just right. Not too dry as to cause any dust and not too wet that our wheels would get stuck. 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.