(note the capitals) opted for a charge up the infamous blithedale ridge to the backside lakes. At which point I figured might as well put tamarancho in the mix. I have to say after feeling like I was towing an anvil around the loop, then dabbing on that one techy spot for the first time in as long as I can remember, I realized I had forgotten how to ride with an old friend. That friend being absolute rage. Amazing what a packet of clifblocks and a fury for fucking up on a bit of trail you usually get a piece of satifaction out of can do for the pace of ride. Needless to say after 4 hours of shralping the motor was blown. Let's just also say that Weak Sauce was enfuego and was captain of the hurt locker for quite a good chunk of the ride.
So, bringing us back to the Tuesday Night Ride.
Weak Sauce and I reunited for a sloggish pedal with the mountain to ourselves. We got onto some sweet singletrack which may or may not have taken us past the German Tourist Club, then across Miwok firetrail, and down to the delicious tasty trail named after a red celery/kale ish looking vegetable often used in pies. It was about the best hour and a half I spend on the bike in a long while.
Speaking of spending time on a bike, here's a glimpse of my up and coming one speed rig from every body's favorite Petaluma builder.
If you read the fine print on the top you will see that Sean
and the host of HTATBL are truly very good friends.
Ok well that is all for now. If you really need to waste some time, here is a great vid. A quick disclaimer, as far as i know I am not of the non-heterosexual variety, and I "a friend" showed me this clip, which I found most hilarious. That said, it is of the Elen Digenirous (sp?) show. Nevertheless, If the world of DNA made more people like this, well I don't know what, but the world would probably be a much more poignant place. the best line comes at about minute 4, but the whole chunk is pretty solid.
hopefully see you tuesday night.
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