I went from a miserable day of riding the day before to one of the most fun days ever. Actually the day before was fun, actually it was great, but a freak storm killed the day. We were up riding the trails in the south Jemez, they were super tacky and almost qualified as loamy. We were about thirty miles in, just about time for lunch when a black cloud started moving in, and before we could even blink we were in a serious down pour. I have to hand it to the weather guys, they are freakin geniuses, well maybe not. The call was for a sunny, warm day with not a chance of rain. Therefore I didn't take a jacket or any kind of warm clothing at all.
We decided to take the fastest way back, unfortunately that meant up over the pass, probably close to 10,000 feet. That is when it really got cold and the rain turned to sleet and hail. It was about a 1/4 inch deep in places!! We were all so cold, but once we got to within about a mile of the truck, there was the sun and 78 degree weather. I was so cold, I was shaking uncontrollably, yet about an hour later driving home we had the air conditioner on.
Today was another story. There was some wind off and on, other wise it was bright blue skies, probably low 80s. The only bad thing is that there hadn't been any rain for a while out at Fisher's so it was just a bit dusty if you tried to battle with anyone, but with 4 of us out there, we just spread out and it was no problem.
I started playing around a bit on the big double with moving the bike around in the air. All of a sudden I started to get a little bit of a whip going on. Now I know it isn't much of one (as you can see from the picture) but it still felt like I was really getting it out there. Tomorrow we are all heading back, so I will see if I can take it a bit further.
Peace, I am outta here.
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