The location- a super secret trail in the easy bay.
So secret, you have to triple trespass just to get to the start.
Myself and a like minded companion descend for 5 minutes on a leafy trail about a foot wide at best.
The trail ends at a old dump site , tons of blue glass bottles and junk.
We look down and there is a nicely eaten deer carcass at our feet.
And a big big crash in the bushes above us on the ridge.
I can see my house from here but can't figure how to reach it with getting a citation for crossing some big wigs' private idaho.
We backtrack and trespass some more, including fence-hopping this time bushwhacking south.
And find the trail we were looking for.
And jam before we're the dessert.
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I don't get the KFC reference.
I was hoping GP would have been out on the Turkey Day ride, I am anxious to hear his colorful yet dry wit version of the adventure.
Glad to know the spidey suit can repel Mt. Lions.
sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
He was there, just waiting for his bro in law down the street.
You need to listen to more ska and reggae while doing intervals.
This will help.
And yeah, Lauren, you gotta do.
Racing tommorrow?
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