I had one goal over this Thanksgiving weekend:
So with that, I was on a plane to San Fransisco. And when you're in central California with no bikes to ride for 5 days, there was only one thing to do:
Well, that, and take about a million pictures.
If I had a dime for every calorie I ate last week I'd be rich. But hey, base training starts with a solid foundation of food stores...
If you ask Gary Fisher, he'll tell you mountain biking was born on the slopes of Mt Tamalpais, below. Well, there, and Crested Butte. I'm a bit biased towards the latter, but I wasn't either place in the mid-seventies...
After all that, getting back to the familiar Colorado routine is always welcome. It's just gotten a lot darker since I left...
3 comments:
Nice photos Stick! It was really nice here in Cali over the weekend. Maybe next time you'll even tell me when you're coming.
I didn't get any riding in and wasn't anywhere to get any cool pictures. I did get part of the shingles on my garage roof which means maybe I'll finish it someday and spend my weekends riding.
Tomorrow is supposed to be really nice but chance of snow on Wednesday. I'm going to have to get over to Ute at lunch soon.
Yes I really should have let you know- it would have been fun getting together again! It's always tough with short holiday weekends but that's no excuse~
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