What a great summer it has been. We went on an amazing mountain bike ride through the Sequoias. It was an glorious trip, but started with the dragging drive. My gear was packed with my bike ready the night before. I left work early Thursday and started the drive alone. I was on a race against time as I was supposed to meet my buddies at the top of the mountain road, marked by a picnic table, at 8pm. I knew my window of opportunity was about thirty mins. After that time, they were to expect that I got held up and would try again at the same spot at 10am the next day. The only logical outcome of there is that I would be taking a long nap in my car alone that night if I didnt make it in time
Turns out I made it through traffic and up the hill in time to unhook my bike, crack open a beer and bike ride up and down a couple of little hills before dark and before my buddies would arrive. The air was crisp and I was excited to be away from the city. My Santa Cruz Heckler was in tip top shape and ready to tear up some rails and free riding, fresh out of the shop. The crew arrived to pick me up and show me where our spot was.
Our bike ride started early and we were ready with big packs stuffed with plenty of food and water. The first crank up the big hill was ridiculously long. The crew cranked slowly up for about 2hrs. Making it to the summit was spectacular. We took a break and sipped some water from our stainless steel water bottles.
The rest of the day was spent busting tricks, hitting logs and enticing each other to go big. We half a few good breaks in between stopping to eat lunch and have a smoke at the three sisters, what an amazing spot. The dirt was just right. Not too dry as to cause any dust and not too wet that our wheels would get stuck. It was nice to see just a bit of snow left on the ground in certain spots.
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