It was probably the most beautiful and enjoyable weekend for scenery and mountain biking yet. Amy had work and school obligations, but Vince was available for another great weekend of mountain biking. We arrived Friday night and made our now regular trip to the Western Bar for the usual: green chile cheeseburgers, onion rings, Moose Drools and coconut cream pie.Saturday morning was quite chilly and drizzly, so we hung out at the cabin. Rick and Vince cut down a large, dead fir tree (I'll get the video attached at the end of the post along with one or two MTB videos), and I wasted a lot of time watching an unpleasant football game.
We headed out toward James Canyon by mid-afternoon and rode 20 miles on some great trails and fire roads. The trees were turning, and the weather was quite fall-like. After the ride and a nice warm shower, we headed to the ski resort for the obligatory wood-fired pizzas which were excellent as always. We, unfortunately, learned that they'll close for a while after next weekend for some remodeling and to get the lifts inspected and ready for possible snows and ski season. We'll hope for a great snow season for them and that they'll reopen soon!
There was a good chance of rain on Sunday, so we loaded up the bikes and got a much earlier start. We rode from town and headed out north to some familiar trails (including a difficult single track, the Wofford lookout climb which goes to almost 9200' elevation, and our favorite single track) and a new one that loops around a ridge near the meadow where the wild mustangs are usually hanging out. The mustangs were there again, and the stallion kind of challenged us.
We rode 16 miles, and it really felt like riding in a postcard. The trees were incredible. The temps were in the 50s, and it started raining a few miles from the end which unfortunately kept me from stopping and getting pictures of the beautiful areas of red maples and trees near town. Next year!
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