|He could definitely do a number on me|
The snake I ran into though did warrant quite a fearful response. It might have been the biggest one I have ever seen while riding. Fortunately I was forewarned otherwise my shorts probably would have been wet and my bike might have been left on the trail as I ran away. The guy was riding up as I was going down, "There is a big ass snake in the middle of the trail, it's dead, really dead. I smashed it with a rock so it's definitely dead." Clearly his adrenaline was still pumping as he informed me the death status quite a few times. "Oh man, thanks for telling me, I'm deathly afraid of snakes so I probably would have peed my pants." I had just passed a point where you can hop on the road and ride back to the parking lot, which was less than a mile away. I decided to do that and not even mess with the snake so turned around and started hiking back up. Then a little voice inside my head starting talking, telling me that it was dumb to be afraid of something that is dead and not going to hurt you. I turned around to take a small step in facing my fears, it's dead, so a good place to start. I slowly began edging my way towards it, contemplating if I should climb up off the trail around it or go below it. If I went above I would be looking down on it, but if I went below it I might miscalculate and pop up right by it. I could run right by it on the trail, but there was a rock close by that I might accidentally stop on and my shoe could fall off and directly onto the snake...
|My roommate asked why I was so far away..|
That was my second ride on my Remedy, both which happened at Hall Ranch. The first time I went with a guy who is an extremely skilled rider and luckily for me also very patient. Even though I had ridden the trail on my Supefly, having the Remedy was a whole different ball game. He was nice enough to help me work different lines and would wait while I tried sections again. The ride was completely awesome. The bike is outrageously fun to ride, all the time. The second time I rode it I had spent 5 hours prior getting dental work done, and still had a fantastic time. I had cracked a tooth while eating a jolly rancher for lunch and postponed getting it fixed because a.) it didnt' hurt and b.) I didn't want to give up ride time. Then about a week later I was eating a rice cake and the whole chunk fell off which
|My remedy brings all the boys to the yard|
I've still been doing rides on my road bike and Superfly. I took my road bike home this past weekend when I was up for Mary Clair's graduation. I always forget how much I love riding in the hills; the twisty roads, the one-lane bridges, the majestic scenery and the little traffic makes you really able to get away from it all. I ended up doing 50 miles without really planning it or consciously realizing how far I had gone until I had gotten home.
In Boulder I'm still in awe of how many untapped trails and roads I've never been on even with living here for a year before. I rode Betasso the other day, a trail system almost in
|This is what I've been missing?!?!|