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Of Course

“A complete stranger has the capacity to alter the life of another irrevocably. This domino effect has the capacity to change the course of an entire world. That is what life is; a chain reaction of individuals colliding with others and influencing their lives without realizing it. A decision that seems miniscule to you, may be monumental to the fate of the world.”
― J.D. StroubeCaged by Damnation

Drove Lesley around the Magellan Loop today. We talked and talked. Dropped water. Talked about stuff. Strategized her upcoming race. Had fun. Fun was had.

Afterward, I took her back to her car and went back to shuttle even more supplies.

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Lunch Loop Adventure (due to totally crazy wind and washed out trails) with a bonus Jeep drive around the Magellan Loop

“Disaster is a natural part of my evolution toward tragedy and dissolution.” 
― Chuck PalahniukFight Club

No big deal, just another early-morning ride at the Lunch Loops with my peeps Melinda and Dave. It was a little chilly and a lot windy, but we headed out anyway.

We climbed up 3 Sisters trails, which had altered with all of the rain lately, but were rideable for the most part. Or would be if I was wearing my flat pedals.

We took a left onto Leftover Lane and Dave had a spectacular crash due to attempting a little 2-wheel-off-the-ground move and the wind catching him…. He survived to continue to ride. We dropped down to Miramonte Valley and despite my desire to ride up to Miramonte Rim via the second-half of Leftover Lane, I was out-voted and we headed up the valley. Which was when things got even MORE interesting.

The erosion was ride smack-dab down the middle of the trail and the rut was 6″ deep with another foot of washed-out trail on top of that. It was virtually unrideable. And when we got further into the drainage it was even worse- no trail at all. Just a rock jumble where everything had washed and shifted. It was hike-a-bike. All of it.

The climb up to Coyote Ridge, though, seemed to survive, and Coyote Ridge was a nice climb. We continued up it, connecting to Raven, and Dave had another crash at the top of the steep climb. Poor man is going to be hurting for days.

Yet, this was opportune as it allowed us a few moments to enjoy the sunrise while he recovered his senses and assessed the damage. It was beautiful (the sunrise, not his crash)

We attempted a descent down Moto, but it was also a gutted mess and my confidence was very very low. I’ve ridden that better packed in snow.

We all made it out alive, though, having taken twice as long to do those trails as it would have typically taken us.

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Later this morning, I picked up Tim and we took the Jeep and a whole bunch of route-marking flags to stash them along the Grand Junction Off-road course. It was relatively uneventful, other than we got some really nice pictures.

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