We'll start with Ride # 1. This a.m. With The Man of Joe. Killer, cool and 65 degrees ride. A few turns. Some humor. Some NEW SHIT and oh - we saw noone. This still stoked me in a huge way. Saturday. Mid - summer. We saw NOONE on e a 3.5 hour ride on sick singletrack. That, my friends - is money.
Then...a nap. Some coffeee. And back out there. I DO have a problem. Unless I am riding 5+ hours everyday into a state of semi-consciusoness (who needs drugs) I am un-sated. So - back out. Did some cleaning on some stuff..rode some more...took a GIANT dump and bombarded the rabbit by the view before we found the 'KNOLL'.
Then, we did some work and then - on a whim - I said - hey - let's check out this idea I had last year (or was it the year before) en route to garb a cold one. Holy fricking trail assault batman?!?!?!?!?!?!?
So, I maybe had an idea like this and SHARED IT WITH ONE GUY. Now, someone has what I would estimate as 30+ hours of PRISON FUCKING LABOR into this thing - that I have to say - I feel compelled to finish. It's damn good work. Damn - good. So - if you are someone I do not know - please e me at: Dkingsbury@cpbgroup.com. I'd like to coordinate the effort.
So, i's summer. A veritable fugue of riding and woods and trails and beer and sun and pollen and BEING OUTSIDE ALL DAY - other than the nap. This is the greatest thing ever. Tomorrow - we squiggle the lower tommyknocker...so it can do justice to the upper and this is a noble thing. Perhaps the most.
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