Drove down to Roadrunner for brake appointment. Took me right in, took less than an hour to replace disc brake pads on front wheels. Left brake displayed more wear on 1 brake pad. Rotors are worn down. Anyway i seated them like I do on my mtn bike, no more noise.
Dan and I are riding the Hurricane rim trail loop. Dan picked a starting point where the JEM crosses Sheeps Bridge road because we could warm up going downhill, be warmed when we hit the tech up & down rim trail. The climb up Goulds wash would be in the last third and we would have a down hill on upper JEM back to rigs. Worked great. Another warm beautiful day. Dan called out the Chem trails in the sky. Too weird to believe that our government is paying to have old version of jet fuel sprayed into the air. Dan let me lead and he matched my pace. He was off today allowing me to stay ahead of him. No slimy or sticking clay to slither thru. Several riders were out on upper Goulds & JEM when it was way to muddy, places they pockmarked the trail by pulling up mud stuck to their shoes. Ickoh & left cast in ridges. Maybe Rockshox Monarch tuned by PUSH having greater small bump compliance will mellow out old foot prints? Hey, Santa, I’m talking here.
The woman who I dusted last week was out here, she decided to ride the road back vs the JEM the rest of her gang rode. Dan & I caught up to them where they were first aiding a rider down – he was splattered on the trail and choosing to remain motionless. Apparently he went out over the bars and landed on his bar end to the chest area. Older people out challenging themselves, miscalculations occur. They had summoned 911 which arrived and we had no additional skills to add.
I enjoy Dan. He was pretty active in backcountry skiing back in MT. He recalled bits of history about area.
Into town for groceries and dinner @ Durrango Mexican restaurant. Lot of food for $8.00: beans, rice, chicken, cheese, & wheat. Put some spicy sauce on it to bring a glaze to my forehead.
Out @ JEM again.
Tomorrow OTE’ shop ride is Gooseberry meaning I get a ride up there. The climb up to the TH is probably the worse road I have ever driven the van on. I made it up summer of ’09 and said never more. I will ride in someone else’s rig.
60 degree highs. Just not warm enough to trat temp like 60 degrees. i wore my lightest synthetic long underwear top, long finger gloves ( not necessary), and knee warmers. Just wide open spaces bordered my mesas and mountains. So desert pretty.