Ahhhhhhhh. We finally received our replacement bike rack, after a dark period of several months (it had been recalled). So today, I was able to take my happy new bike to Carbon Canyon, where I hadn't ridden for nearly six months (and that was on my old bike).
It was a beautiful, slightly cool day, perfect for riding. To take it easy after the long hiatus, I did the gentle ride up Telegraph Road to Four Corners and back.
The mustard flowers are growing up to 8 or 9 feet tall, making some paths look like deep trenches. I'm a bit too chicken to go riding on single tracks with
Oh, the highlight was going through some of the pools that cross the road. It used to be that you'd just barrel through and get a bit of a splash. The first was almost a foot deep, I learned riding through, so I was peddling through water, but managed to cross. The next pool had looser mud at the bottom, and I just fell thunk in the water. So there I was, my left side submerged, my bike on top of me, and my feet still locked in the pedals. Woo hoo. But I eventually made it on my way. Another rider told me later that as he was passing me, he heard the squishing sound my shoes were making as I pedaled. Ha, ha. I'm surprised that no fish jumped out when I took my shoes off.
| And this is my baby (30th birthday present), a 2002 Cannondale Jekyll 600. | |