Spent the week's rides doing things a little different than usual. Different can be good. Different can be fun. Saturday Full Keg and I spent a bunch of hours wandering around in the woods with old maps searching for trails of days past. Found some, struck out on others. Felt like a kid on an adventure, exploring let's you see the possibilities of future rides.
Sunday headed to other unknown parts, this time on tarmac. Julie and I aboard our Crosschecks, hers with gears, mine fixed. Over two mountain ridges, twice. Ice cream stop at a dairy in the middle of pretty much no where. Devil's Backbone park was our destination. Ate lunch, drank the beers I toted in the hydration pack, hung our feet in a cool stream. Then saddled up and headed back. Fifty miles round trip. Elevation looked like this:
Qball back in action on Wednesday, newly installed Jones H-bars felt oh so good. Fixed gear spinning on fast, dusty Schaeffer Farms trails. Good to change it up from the rocky stuff that I usually ride. Variety is nice.
This weekend: Road trip. Heading south. MTB. Patapsco. Carvins Cove. Knoxville. Tom Waits. Douthat. Under 72 hours.