Keeping up.
Sunday Shrimper and I met w/ Mick’s family to ride some newly built trails plus older ones. Their twin daughters are stronger than us, well, that’s the join of youth. Shrimper lead out on a hellish pace w/ the girls on his wheel. I was ahead of Mick and Beth. Mick’s helmeted head head found a tree that bent over the trail. An astonishing abrupt stop occurred spitting him off his bike landing on his bike. His first thought was he broke his neck. Senses returned to deduce that he is inches shorter. His family escorted him back home and Shrimper and I continued on.
Shrimper led me along while I did not participate in route finding. We rode over to the new piece of trail we walked earlier in the week which is now almost entirely finished. Esker trail playing on each side of the esker was fun. We continued out to the end of Danky Dank then turned around. The trail crossed an unused resource extraction road w/ a tread down the middle and it headed in the direction of home. We took it. Miles went by w/ no intersection w/ single track. We hit an all weather gravel road that continued west that we took. I neglected to bring the trail map because others knew of our route. Loosing Mick’s group cost us our local knowledge. There are maps for snowmobiles and ATVs and trails for each. The trail markings are nowhere as plentiful as the mtn biker signs. We kept pedaling, soon Shrimper’s recollection of past rides kicked in and we made it back to Cable. We stopped to check on Mick who seemed to be OK albeit very stiff. Good news.
Shrimper and I rode back to his cabin and cleaned up then rode back to Rivers Eatery for dinner and socialization. I met the mayor. I suggested to him that now Cable is a ride center more riders will be visiting and a needed enhancement would be showers paid for by the city. He said that procurement pf the abandoned public school building across the street was in the works. Cool.
Rain started falling early in the AM.
I am leaving here today heading to Cayuna Lakes in MN. I have been researching riding between here and the Black Hills, nada.
Shrimper is a hoot and a great thinker and reasoner. Charlie from Eagle identified me as a person who spends lots of time by myself, Shrimper is in a similar boat as he spends hours digging dirt on a mini excavator. Pent up thoughts are released in proper company and head clearing intoxicants.
Shrimper, FOS, Friends of Shrimper. I will put that on my IMBA name badge.
OK. On to Minnesota. My knees will appreciate the break. I do have an ortho appointment back in Spokane on Sept 11 ( Les that’s when I’ll be in Spokane).