I rode trails outside Ashland this noon for the final of 48 states. I did not set out to complete the tour in less than a year. I just never learned to hang any place for much time. I like the weather and terrain of the Northwest where a rider can ride almost anywhere anytime. We don’t get the severe t-storms, tornadoes, ice storms, mud slop, and what ever. I have ridden a wide variety of trails over the country, I have been chased, dumped on, slopped on, avoided tornadoes, ducked hail, & bitten horribly by cedar gnats. Give me the Cascades and Panhandle of ID. And I’ll take the season off to ski (undecided). Nah, Sedona, AZ, I could become a better rider there.
Mariners getting trail stunk up. Great XM radio and Niehaus & Rizz.
Pleasant night on shoulder of Mt Shasta. Researched Mount Shasta on internet and found no local trail description and that was good enough for me to get back on I-5 North bound for Ashland, Oregon. Stopped @ bike shop to score a map and local ride info. I picked downhill trail system right out side of town. Big logging steep climb out, 2100′ and then beat up steep trails downhill on decomposed granite. Sunday there was a downhill race on the trails which just rutted them out. Dark shade under conifers w/ splashes of sunlight. Been there rode them, never again.
Going to ride another day here off Dead Indian road just near PCT junction w/ rt 140, where I picked the trail back up again back in 1978 on my way to Canada. Then on to North Fork Umpqua River near Toketee where I worked the summers of 1969 & 70.