With yesterday's rain comes the traditional "first ride" of my mountain bike season. In some colder places people may feel their mountain bike season starts after snow melt in the spring, but for me it's when the first rain falls.
I celebrated by putting a new tire on the back of the Timberjack. The old one was pretty torn up.
I rolled out of the house and on the very first climb I encountered a small stream of water the whole way up. It rained pretty hard yesterday.
For the most part that was the only wet area. I rode up to Granite Bay and explored the trails to the north. I don't know these well yet. It's a maze of trails with no real route anyone seems to follow, so every time I wander around, get lost, and eventually pop out somewhere I recognize. You can see I hit a few dead ends:
It's hard to see them all because of the trees, but the satellite view shows the spider web of trails:
The normal route I have been doing for years is pretty fast with just a few technical features. This northern area is the opposite with lots of turns, punchy climbs, steep downhills and granite boulders and slabs. Fun stuff.
After exploring for a while, I finished the ride on the trails I am familiar with. They were damp, grippy and fast.
Later.
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