I made Friday a rest day hanging at park in Hailey reading and turning my skin a nice light brown. Hailey community spent $ to build Hop Porter park. It is used. Nice to see a community feature treated well. Cottonwoods are shedding their seeds which are like snow flakes, some entered my van thru the open side door adding to the white shed hairs of Lexi, Steve and Mia’s Jack Russel who graces me w/ occasional visits. I watched the NBA playoffs at their house then slept in their driveway.
Sat I set out to ride another grunter ride here from Greenhorn Gulch. Here in the Wood River Valley drainages are gulches where water flows most of the year except in fire damaged drainages. In the desert the drainages are washes as they flow only after a rain event. Ride went up Lodgepole connecting w/ Mahoney down to Greenhorn then down Imperial back to the van. The TH was packed. Such a big area and many choices for a route that I saw just a few riders. A group of 3 women and 2 men left before me. One of the women looked like someone I have seen in magazines. I had an idea who it was. I struggle w/ the climbs because of elevation of 6 to 7000′ and my 66 years of age. When i was younger I could ride these climbs. I had climbed Lodgepole and was descending the rubble of Mahoney when i head voices, I saw riders climbing up. I removed myself from the trail and let them pass. It was the group I had seen in the parking lot. And they were talking while climbing. Ain’t right.
The trails here are open to dirt bikes which chew up the trail cupping it and dislodging underlying rocks.
FUCKING SOFTWARE ATE MY NEXT EFFORT. WORDPRESS IS UNSTABLE.