To break down the ride...
Scheduled to meet D-POW and (former) Roadie Aaron at the mountain at 8:30 a.m.
8:30- No D-POW or FRA.
8:37- I have to poop. BAD! Grab some wet wipes out of the car and head to the woods. Unleash Saturday Mexicana upon the forest floor, and get back to the xB before I can be caught with my chamois down.
8:50- Me thinks I'm being stood up.
8:55- Head up Camp Run Road, down Dead Guy and then climb up Auckerman. Made it 90% in the middle ring. I was sweating like a damn fool in the humid air.
Once to the top and Tunnel Road, the air had changed. It was breezy, less humid and you didn't have to be a freaking weather man to notice that there was something brewing.
Not wanting to give up yet, but knowing it would be coming, I did some descending, and some climbing on some dirt, then headed over to Mountain Streams Trail. Much of the trail is becoming grown over. Lack of use I suppose. I think in one part trees are actually starting to grow on the trail. Anyway, soon I was to the chunky rocky down hill portion of the trail and letting the saddle slap my nutz into a two numb ballz of nastyness.
I could not get a stick, I mean F*CKING LOG!! in my wheel like that if I tried. LOOK AT THAT!!!
10:40- continue on Mountain Streams. Think to myself how dry it is and enjoy the single track as much as I can knowing that I have at least one blown spoke.
10:55- Hit a nasty wet, muddy, horse piss/shit filled bog. Come to stand still. Dismount and feel the equine feecus enter the Sidis and fill my toes with germs of every sort. Grrrrrrr!!!
11:05- Back at the xB. Ride done. Not thrilled. But still got at nice workout in I suppose.
11:20- Stop at the Six Pack Shop. Fresh pepperoni rolls and a sixer of Raging Bitch to go please.
Got home, washed all the horse shit off. Saw D-POW left me a message about bailing on the ride due to his ongoing illness.
Maybe I should have bailed too? LOL!
EDIT: I did forget to mention that 5 minutes into my drive home the sky opened up and unleashed a some serious rain. I sort of figured it was coming though, and even though the Bike Gods may have THOUGHT they were helping me out with a mechanical issue to get me back to the car quicker, I really was figuring it out on my own.