back on bikes
March 23, 2009
Okay, I know I just got done saying how I was still skiing, and wasn’t ready for biking yet. But it was 70 degrees all last week, and some guys came down from Seattle to ride in St. George, so you have to go, right? Plus, it dumped snow last night and is still dumping, so trust me, I’ll be writing about skiing tomorrow again.
Cuz I know how you hang on my every word, on my writing plans, and all that. So I just want to keep you in the loop.
Some guys went down Friday morning to get in some Little Creek, and they set up camp by Brad’s future Yurt site. Me n Tyler n Steve n Brad met them there Friday night and swapped stories around the campfire into the wee hours before hitting the sleeping bags.
Here’s morning, some eating the leftover bratwurst from the night before, some wisely eating plastic type donuts.
Not sure what Nick had for breakfast, but whatever it was, it didn’t work out so well for him. We’ll get to that.
Brad showing off his wonderful sense of style:
We started from the upper GEM trailhead, and rode the GEM/RIM/GOULDS loop counter clockwise. There’s not too much to tell, the weather was awesome, and the trail was smooth and fast. So I’ll let pictures tell the story.
Uh oh. Nick’s breakfast catches up with him:
So after GEM/RIM GOULDS we headed down to Hurricane, to visit Over the Edge bike shop so Steve could replace his rear derailleur cable, which had snapped just before we climbed to Goulds, leaving him with kind of an icky gear to climb for an hour. But Steve is the most stoic rider I know, with nary a peep of complaint. He just soldiers on.
Turns out, his rear hub also had like an 1/8 of an inch of play, so no Zen trail for Steve. But when he laid down to take a nap by a big bush, instead he ended up listening to a crazy couple on the other side of the bush working out their marriage, so I think it’s a wash.
Here are the pics from Zen trail, which, by the way, is a bit much when you’re all wasted from 25 miles in the desert. For the likes of most of us (not Brad or Kenny), it’s a bit too much for a second ride. But an awesome ride nonetheless. We gutted it out.
This rock at the top of the Zen trail teeter totters. So of course, since it’s also on the edge of a 500 foot cliff, it seems like the thing to do is put 7 guys on it teetering their little hearts out.
And, let’s finish with the obligatory Tyler butt shot:
St. George has more trails, better trails, and better weather than Moab.
There, I said it.
And they have In N Out Burger. Which some people seem to really like.