Sam and I hit the Virginia Creeper trail early to beat the crowds. 17 miles of downhill biking!
and a bunch of bridges on the old railroad trail.
A successful morning! Last time we rode this trail, Deb flipped and suffered a concussion so we didn’t get to enjoy the ride (or the ER visit) today Deb served as our personal shuttle. After a lunch in Damascus and breaking down camp we headed home…..
but had time to stop at Grayson Highlands State Park. Deb had never been there since normally Sam and I backpack there, but I wanted her to see the wild ponies. There were lots of foals (less than a year old) like this one scratching itself on a tree.
and this one that wanted to be petted? There are signs everywhere don’t feed or pet the ponies…. but this did everything but purr!
Family picture, sans Sam she doesn’t want to touch them?
On the way down I am looking at the park map and see “waterfall” – I had no idea, we come for the AT trail, the bald mountain tops, Rhododendron Trail, etc. This is a unnamed? 25 foot falls on Cabin Creek trail. A hidden gem, almost no one on the trail and very pretty! hike #34 – #52hikechallenge
That was interesting…. For the first time in a very long time I crashed mountain biking when I wasn’t expecting it. See the broken branch in the middle, my head snapped it, my shoulder hit the tree trunk, and both legs were cut by something. Up to that moment, I was enjoying the peacefulness and the lack of dangerous cars. I had not been on the MTB since my last race this Spring, might have been too long.
I had planned to hike this weekend, and since the front wheel was “taco-ed” so badly it wouldn’t turn in the fork, I am counting the hike out of Keyauwee Trail in URE as hike #31 of #52hikechallenge This is the third time I have had to carry a bike out of Uwharrie, I broke my Dos Niner frame there, snapped a chain and now this crash.
The funny story: I hit my head pretty hard and took a minute to gather my thoughts, checked myself, the bike and started walking. I had just over 3 miles to hike, with just under a mile to go I ran into a really cute blond and her stud-ly boyfriend and she asks me if they are almost to the top….. my head hurts and I say “what?” at this point of the trail they are descending hard (in fact one the funnest parts of the trail on a bike) – she asks again and I tell her she is walking downhill….. I stared at her wondering what she was asking me… there is no bald or real “top” on this trail. I asked if they knew where they where, informed them they had covered about 1 mile and had 5 to go to the bail out Forest Service Road. They thanked me and I walked away…. odd.
DFL – my finishing position tonight. The opening race of the Wednesday mountain bike night series. I felt fine, worked hard and my lap times were as fast as I ride the course, but I was dropped like a hot rock. I finished 11 minutes behind the winner….
An “Easter-y” 3 hour ride in Harbison State Forest.
Sean and I won our first USTA League match playing together. My first time playing on clay since the early 1990s?
After the match, I headed to the woods for a couple of hours.
Curse at the Crab. I raced the 3 hour solo men 40+ open category. The race at Lake Crabtree in Morrisville is awesome, fast and flowing, I averaged around 10mph so I finished 5 laps for 30 miles total in just under the 3 hours, I have no idea where I placed, no results have been posted, but I had a blast! Results: 8th of 24 finishers. I am happy with that result in an Open race.
The Tacoma with the Land Cruiser rims with larger tires.
Why I like to pre-ride race courses. This is SanLee Park in Sanford, beautiful park with lots of trails, and rock gardens. After I walked the 4th or 5th garden, and launched off the bike a time or two, I decided I am not racing here next weekend: a carbon fiber bike, rocks and my skills are not going to work out!
Riding through a fresh control burn in Harbison State Forest in South Carolina
Over looking the Broad River
Warrior Creek Mountain Bike Trail.
Everyone sees the big berms, but this was a beautiful view of the single-track.
I had planned two laps of the 12+ mile trail, so I figured a touch over 3 hours.
Six miles in (exactly half way or in the middle of the woods) , I felt this.. a broken seat rail.
My repair kit was sparse, but I had wrapped my CO2 in Gorilla Tape, so I taped a tire lever as a splint. A mile or so later, I passed a campsite and jumped on the road to get back to my truck. Since the trail is almost 2 hours from home, I didn’t want to quit riding, so I drove to Walmart – nothing but big comfy saddles. A quick search I found Cook’s Sporting Goods in Wilkesboro. It is a very cool outfitter place, backpacking, paddling, bike, ball sports, they had it all. On the bike wall all they had was big comfy saddles, dejected I asked the kid working if they had anything else – he asked me if I wanted more cushioning… (how old do I look?) ummm no I want a real saddle. He said he had a box of web sale stuff.
A Giant Contact something was close enough, marked down, it’s a winner.
Back to the trail and another lap. Great day of riding!
The inaugural Mayodan Mountain Bike Classic.
I was happy with my race. I entered the woods in 5th place and was right with 4th until one of the bigger rock gardens, I didn’t pick a good line and was launched from the bike.
Luckily I landed on my feet and started the hunt again, this picture is when I caught 4th on the dam.
On the podium!
I was able to ride away and rode hard the last lap, catching 3rd riding home a very low pressure tire.
My laps times: 19:17, 18:50, 18:49 and 18:18 – negative split each lap to finish 3:23 behind the winner! My first MTB race in over a year and the first on the Scott Scale!