My crazy frankenstein hybrid bike took it’s first real ride today. I hadn’t been mountain biking for years, and I forgot how rough it is.
We did about 15 miles around Blue Marsh Lake, and I am exhausted. The bike did better than I expected. I was in the drops most of the time, and my triceps are blown apart from having to act as suspension.
We took lots of breaks, and so I took a few pictures:
Here is the bike next to big bales of hay.
We stopped for a break. There were big log benches.
Here are our bikes at a scenic spot for a break.
See, isn’t it scenic?
We had to cross the road in a few places. This memorial thing was along the road. As I backed up to get the picture, a truck almost took me out.
Somewhere along the route, my cyclocomputer must have abandoned ship. It won’t be missed.