Trail conditions were just about perfect on 90% of the loop—slightly damp and grippy. The stream crossings were still running high, and there was a bit of mud here and there. Unfortunately, the poison oak was everywhere.
I worked hard on the climb up Flagstaff hill. By the top I was soaking wet. The descent after that was freaking cold. Here's a view from the top:
Everything is very green from all the rain. This is what we mountain bikers like—smooth ribbons of singletrack snaking though nice scenery.
For all my fishing friends:
I'm really liking the new bike. The 130mm of travel and the stiff 20mm thru-axle really gave me a lot of confidence bombing down hills. Pretty fun.
The one downside of the front axle system is having to go old school with the tie downs. Back in the mid-80s, when all we had were bolt-on axles, this is how we transported our bikes until quick releases made their way onto mountain bikes. I'll have to see what my options are for a more sophisticated transport system.
That's about it for now. Later.
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