A good night, a damn good night. A very quiet and cool valley that was only missing one thing. Singletrack. Some trails were good and some were a tad on the snotty side. I would imagine if no rain happens tomorrow we will be good to go by the evening.
I returned to the mouth of Cambodia and was rewarded with shivers just thinking of all those delicious trails in that area. The ride tonight had one simple rule. When I approach a bridge: Cross it. As seen on the GPS tracking below I feared no bridge. In total, eight crossings were had and it made me think about doing the whole valley one of these days...
|this has been bigger news than I thought, the whole thing gets under my skin like a black eyed peas record would|
|there is awesomeness amongst thee...|