The Zone Of Dirt

I had no plan to ride today. Just work on the mag, do some errands and hang with B-Man. And I did all that and enjoyed the day. Of course I really didn't enjoy the part where tractor trailer turned in front of me and B-Man and I had to go all Bo and Luke Duke on it's ass with some evasive tire screeching swerving and turning. Holy crap!!

So with that excitment done, everyone in one piece and Wifey due home in a bit I made the ececutive descions to ride. I CAN'T HELP IT! The trails are just pppperfect right now. It's almost how skiers and boarders get all tingly in the nether regions from "powder" days. We get a run of weather like this about once a year, I MUST take advantage of it. And I needed to blow some of that "hey that trailer truck almost creamed us" anxiety out of my system.

It has been long time since I rode in the evening. I've become used to doing in in th a.m.. I really sort of missed it. It was also nice to seem some other folks out on the trails. Today was the first time I saw another rider on the trails all week. I'm really shocked I didn't see more. I think the Penguins are in the playoffs and playing tonight. That could have been it.

For being spur of the moment, today was one of my best rides of the week. I mean, I was like Jimmy Walker on the trails...
OK, that may be stretching it, but I felt good. I am going to lay low tomorrow and rest up for the weekend. I mmmmight be able to get the magazine done by the end of the weekend. Lots of good stuff in the coming issue. Getting anxious about it.

The best part of this week was 8+ hours of saddle time (so far) and none of it has been on the road, and I don't PLAN on any pavement in the near future.

Time for some sleep.

Later.