Was taking a break a little bit away from bike towards where they are in the pic (it's at Dog Lake between Mill D and Mil Creek). Turned and saw them moving with haste towards me and let out the "oh shit" and went to the nearest trees. Only then did I pull out the camera and take a few pics.
I was hoping there would be no stepping on the newish plastic bicycle...
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I hate it when I get the jump on them. Almost got trampled on Mother's day actually. We were up in Mtn Green visiting my folks and decided to take an impromptu hike on the trails below Snowbasin on our way home. It got dark while we were walking back to the car and I couldn't see shit because I didn't bring my regular glasses. We had seen a moose earlier but lost track of it in the dark, when it suddenly charged us out of nowhere, stopped and stomped on the ground a couple of times, then ran off. One of the scariest moments of my life. The fact that my fiance was with my tripled the intensity (shit can happen to me, but the thought of something happening to her freaks me the fuck out). I nearly passed out after because the adrenaline rush was so strong.
All I know is that I don't know nothin'... and that's fine.
Couple GoPro pics from today. First day of chairlift access @ Brundage, Idaho. The trails are a blast. My wrists/arms/legs are dead though... Fully rigid 29er SS rallying all day does some damage.
She needs a nap, and new brakes.
I'll post up an edit later once I'm done going through the footy...
My lunch room with a view.
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This might be my favorite ride of all time. Alpine meadows give way to pine forests as you descend 3000 ft over 7 miles of winding single track. Scenic views and shit-eating grins are de rigeur.
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We heard you in our twilight caves, one hundred fathom deep below, for notes of joy can pierce the waves, that drown each sound of war and woe.
Wow, I almost forgot what real singletrack looks like. Almost everything here in Utah is well, not.
I'm so hardcore, I'm gnarcore.
I wish these photos could convey the dustiness of the trail, but they don't. Oh well
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fun riding in chamonix last weekend...
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Independence Day spin in DC:
The trail looked like this.
The better half looked like this.
I looked like this. Sorry folks, I ain't much to look at.
The ROUSes dig some of their burrows right on the lip of some of the faster parts of this trail. It keeps you on your toes. I'm told that capturing one on camera is almost unheard of. Consider yourself lucky that you get to see it.
It was this fucking hot. If the summers were 10 degrees cooler and there was decent skiing nearby, I'd be a lifer here. I like my neighborhood and the local biking is great. But for fuck's sake. It's gonna be like this through September, and the humidity is indecent. You just have to deal with it.
My neighbors are professional chefs. They fed us. Patronize them if you find yourself in need of DC area catering services or a good restaurant meal around Rockville, MD.
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Marshal getting some good light on Jacobs ladder
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I was talking with a neighbor recently, and she pointed out that, in lots of places, you're stuck inside through the long winter months*. Here, you're stuck inside in July and August.
I actually took up running last winter because I needed some ying to my biking yang that I used get from skiing part of the year. There's really not a time of year you consistently can't ride a bike here. It's good and bad.
*I'm talking about being able to hang out outside regularly with family, play in the yard, eat on the deck, etc.
Remind me. We'll send him a red cap and a Speedo.
Double chin roller at Ninham.
Pic from over the winter, lost on my SD card somehow.
Rideit at Trumbull.
His shot of a dorp to falt.
A buddy at Huntington.
Hardboiled at Wilton Woods.
One he grabbed of me.
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Florence Nightingale's Stormtrooper
Opening Day at Arrowwood
The storm that almost killed us last night
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