My fall on Friday has affected my life. So far nothing broken, just hurt. I rested Sat, rode Sunday then rested Mon and Tues. I developed a killer localized head ache of great concern for bleeding in the brain because of the coumadin blood thinner I take to manage blood clotting. Earlier today I was treated by a sports orientated chiro who checked my symptoms out: no brain damage, just muscles that are over tightened and vertebrae gone astray. I am relieved by his assessment and adjustments. In a short while I am to ice my neck.
Sat dinner was back @ The Elk w/ Terry and Meg and Tom V. Great friends and great familiarity w/ the staff made for fun evening. We planned a Sunday ride up on MT Spokane.
Sunday we met down low in the park and hatched a ride plan. We rode up the Kit Carson road to the outhouse then rode down the newly constructed piece of trail that eliminated a further hill climb just to go down. Trail made w/ miniex which leaves a slightly rippled tread. New trail is dusty as are all the trails from lack of rain. Going downhill propelled by gravity, what a rip. The bike sure handles it well. Back @ the parking lot we visited and drank a few replenishing beers. There is now a recently reconstructed trail from the top all the way down to Bear Creek lodge dropping several thousand feet and can be shuttled. Coaster geeks. We earned our descent.
I have been voicing my discontent w/ horse riders and the affect they have on us recreaters. I created this flyer and plan on posting it.
“Horse Riders
How to make friends Better:
• Remove horse excrement from shared trail head
parking areas and shared trails
• Ride elsewhere when the trail is wet and muddy
• Dismount and walk your horse while we stand
on the downhill side of the trail and talk to your horse as you pass
You Can Do It!”
No Shitty trails.
Today I learned that I was supposed to make a followup appointment to review the results of the MRI. I meet on Thurs to learn fate of my left knee. The dentist found an opening for next week. If all goes well I plan on leaving Spokane the weekend after next heading South.
That’s all.
Sweet you got to taste the Clark Fork. It’s really my favorite Montana trail. For a desert rat it’s a huge treat to follow the big river and ride in shade. Nothing like that here.
Gooseberry is my all time favorite, headed there soon!
Rest friend, many trails ahead, but don’t rust.