MR. evil
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Woke up this morning pretty spent from yesterdays (Sunday) ride at Nassahegan with the AZ crew. Checked out the forum and parked my but on the couch to watch some TV. A little while goes by and Randi says she wants to go for a ride today. OK, I can deal with an easy ride at one of our local spots…..or at least that is where I though we would be riding. Nope, she tells me she really wants to check out the Nassahegan place we have all been talking about so much. Now I was already planning on taking her to Nass., just later in the week. So we load up the bikes and gear and get on our way. We reached the Scoville parking area around 1:15 and headed into the warm up twistys on the opposite side of Scoville from the parking area. We had a real easy pace going as I was spent and Randi was getting used to just how tight and twisty those trails really are. We made it back to Scoville Rd and crossed to the trails on the other side of the street. We picked up the pace a little here until I went over the bars on a log pile. The same pile that Greg went over the bars on last night. Now last night Brian and I both cleared this pile with ease, but let me say that karma is a bitch. Here is what I mean. As we are approaching the pile I say something like “this is the pile that Greg went over the bars on last n….”, I didn’t get to finish the sentence because I going over the bars on that very same pile. I guess I had it coming now didn’t I. But my crash was a lot more graceful. I landed on my feet and didn’t have a bike land on me. Just one of benefits or riding platform pedals.
We were moving along at a faster pace by this point, but Randi was still a little hesitant in some of the tighter sections and at the obstacles. We came to a large rock / log pile and she stopped 10 feet in front of it. She was pretty pissed that some of this stuff was getting to her. So she psyched herself up and cleared the pile with easy. Then she rode back and did it again. Now that she got that out of her system she was riding like Randi I know. Or as she put it, she got her balls back. Soon after we made it to the B-street trails where she made that area her biotch. We took the longer B-street route (the one we took when Red crashed) and this is pretty much how that stretch went. “Randi follow my line, go down the left side of this large boulder, it is much easier” I look back and she is riding down the opposite side that is a much harder line. “Randi, watch out for this rock shaped like a jump” as I look back to see her air born nailing the landing. By this point she was pretty pumped up nailing everything and having a blast. Finished that section and took the road back to the truck. I was just too spent to head back into the twistys. We ended up rising about 1.5 hours.
We were moving along at a faster pace by this point, but Randi was still a little hesitant in some of the tighter sections and at the obstacles. We came to a large rock / log pile and she stopped 10 feet in front of it. She was pretty pissed that some of this stuff was getting to her. So she psyched herself up and cleared the pile with easy. Then she rode back and did it again. Now that she got that out of her system she was riding like Randi I know. Or as she put it, she got her balls back. Soon after we made it to the B-street trails where she made that area her biotch. We took the longer B-street route (the one we took when Red crashed) and this is pretty much how that stretch went. “Randi follow my line, go down the left side of this large boulder, it is much easier” I look back and she is riding down the opposite side that is a much harder line. “Randi, watch out for this rock shaped like a jump” as I look back to see her air born nailing the landing. By this point she was pretty pumped up nailing everything and having a blast. Finished that section and took the road back to the truck. I was just too spent to head back into the twistys. We ended up rising about 1.5 hours.
