|Our "bike to work" day.|
|Dangling legs and the ubiquitous bike shot 1000'|
above the valley floor.
|The 8 pm neutral roll out...|
|The only direction my derailleur was|
OK was going down.
We left town on Tuesday, May 15th at 8pm and drove all night long to arrive in Grand Junction, CO to ride Holy Cross at 8 am (or there abouts). From there we popped over to Fruita to ride Horsethief before crossing through the Zion Curtain into the red rock playground of Moab to check into our condos and fall asleep by about 9pm. The next day saw us hit the world renowned Slickrock trail, where my bike decided to bend it's derailleur hanger and shift like shit the rest of the ride. The evening had us ride to the top of the world on Amasa Back, throw our legs over the edge and take in the amazing views. You know about Friday's ride and Saturday's ride was AMAZING.
Saturday morning saw us get up early to have a shuttle pick us up for the hour drive into the La Sal mountains. Sixty minutes in a van with 13 other guys, hot, in the back, on a twisty road and voila! I was car sick. Not hurling sick, mind you (I've got a 15 year no-puke streak going on) but enough to feel like shit for the first hour of the ride or so. When unloading the bikes, I discovered my bike had a flat front tire, which should have been a sign for the day when our group ended up with a total of 15 flats! But, besides the flats, it was a spectacular day, starting out at close to 10,000' descending from the cool, wooded aspens to scrub pinon covered high desert to the stark red rock beauty to the Colorado River. A super way to end an awesome trip.
|A motley crew.|
But, don't get me wrong, the trip was a lot of fun and when we were driving the LONG, monotonous drive back home (why is it the trip to your destination seems a lot shorter than the trip home?) I was thinking that it was a good group of riders and friends to ride with. And the fact that I came home without even ONE hangover story, well, that can't be a bad thing, can it? Well, maybe I bring some Dramamine next year for some car sickness, you know, just in case.