Wed evening, the decision to undertake a quick hit and run mission on Fruita is pondered and approved. Some old friends from Utah were making the trip down and I had a fews days left of unemployed status to kill. Trigger pulled.
Take care of some biz Thurs am, throw some shit in the Sooby (truly, more 'thrown shit' than 'packed') stop at teh sto' for some tasty, canned beverages and go.
After 4 hours, no piss breaks and one stop at the pizza place for some dinner slices, I rolled into zo's 18rd campsite at 6pm. A High Life was enjoyed, gear was sported and we ripped out a quick lap down Prime Cut and up Kessel Run. I forgot the camera.
Another High Life, a few bites of sandwich and gulps of Red Bull and I embarked on a solo lap to milk the last of the light. I forgot the camera....then turned around and got it.
A bit of Frontside.
The moon gave me some ideas
My initial plan was Joe's Ridge, but I was feelin saucy and Frontside was in epic shape, so I went out to Zippity Do Da instead.
Zippity is rad.
The light faded by the time I got back to camp, but I was not feeling done. The moon was big, the skies were clear and after dinner and a few Dale's I thought some more riding was in order.
It was dark, I was lightless, but it was the goods. Frontside to Joes to Kessel, back up Kessel to the top, and back down to the bottom of the campsites. Some of the coolest riding I've ever done. It was pretty fucking dark. I think I was just over 12 parceps, but I did manage to catch some dudes with lights on the way down.
The next morning I drank some coffee and shot the shit with my buddies, but decided to split and hit the Koko trails.
My default route always starts with some Moore Fun.
This is one of my favorite places on Earth.
This is what happens when aspirations of photo-geekery and hydration packs collide. I was tightening my seat, heard a trickle of water, turned and...doh!
My first route of choice was going to be a sweet figure 8 of Moore Fun, Lions, Mack Ridge, Mary's (maybe with Steve's or Horsethief), but when I got to the Troy Built junction I could not resist the temptress. It had been many years since I rode Troy Built, and the memories were good but a bit hazy due to snow and darkness. I wanted some redemption.
The temptress
Troy Built is the furthest west portion of trail so it seems to get ridden less than the rest of the Koko network. Thats fine with me.
Back to the car at 2, on the road, back in Denver by 6 for dinner. Mission Accomplished.
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