Yesterday, riding was not an option. I could barely move. Whoaaa is me. 4 days of hard rides and skating and yard work and wrestling the midget man....I was cooked. The days are shortening - for sure - and energy wanes - until Quinn sees his new snowboard. I got my first snowboard when I was like - um - 25? Burton Mystery Air...rocked it hard w/my Sorrels. Dude is ready to rip.
Strong coffee, and a 28 degree morning, crisp leaves and air and dirt, dirt, dirt all the way to the horizon. Solid 2 hours before the email machine really started cranking. Took it easy. Took in the sights (Bridge may freeze before road surface). Some skids in there in the Knocker of Tommy....geee - who could that be - R? I think we are the only two on this beast these days. Really quiet out there, long shadows.....but the riding is SO DAMN GOOD that I think Quinn and I will be hitting the bike park after school today.
Good day, this.