(TREES)
(Getting ready for the ride)
After a rough 11 hours drive time, Steve and I pull up to the trail. We decided to ride the 7.3 mile Bald Scrappy Loop. There were dark skies and thunder off in the distance as we started the loop. I was quick to notice that Daisy had a much lower bottom bracket height than I was use to. The scenery was awesome but the rocks were covered in a slick moss because it had been raining the past few days (weeks?). So I slip over the first technical rocky descent and after a few choice words I am on the ground. A few more light crashes and bobbles later it starts to rain. Hard rain. I didn't mind because I was already completely drenched in sweat and covered in dirt/mud from rolling around on the forest ground. The rain eventually stops but my crashing does not cease. I try to hop over a fallen tree (normally I could do this with ease)but am unsuccessful as my chain ring catches it and I am sliding down the mud-slick trail on my belly. Nice. That one surprisingly did not hurt at all. Back on my bike I get into the rhythm and start adjusting to Daisy and how she rides. She likes to go fast. So I get comfortable and start talking to Steve, who is ahead of me and hasn't crashed once. I was mentioning how epic the ride was when I found myself laying on the ground again. This was the hardest of my 8+ crashes that day. Apparently my pedal had clipped a rock (again, taking time to adjust to the low BB) and sent me to the ground before I could even realize what was happening. Lucky for me, no major damage was done. Just a little whiplash, and some scrapes and bruises. That was my last crash. We were soon back at the car and I survived possible the longest 7 miles ever! And, I had a blast!
(The cabin)
(No cell phone reception)
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