IT HAD TO BE DONE < Something I did a lot in Two Thousand and Seven and Eight. Deciding to go riding on my way home from work. Normally I need to plan the whole day for a ride, a strange ritual I have gotten myself into. These rides were never planned and decided for stress relief on the last minute probably cause I was frustrated with severe redneck doofuses I worked with at the time. Since those rides happened I have always had an inkling to head out unplanned. They have always been incredible rides. This one happened last year.
BRIDGE NIGHT < An absolute Gem on a Monday night from this year. With the same theme from "It Had To Be Done" I almost gave up on this one watching the rain fall all day at work. I ended up going and turned it into a ritual of crossing every bridge I came across in the valley. This one was incredible.
SATURDAY MORNINGS SHOULD ALL BE LIKE THIS < Fall riding is simply the best riding of the year. Rides like this with snow on the ground and clean trails are magnificent. I still remember riding years ago on a day like this where the snow was falling and deer were beside me on the trails near old timers cabin in South Edmonton creating a euphoric moment. Like the deer ride this one was a ride that made feel good about being a mountain biker and not hiding inside on a couch like the current state I'm in.
|Ft Saskatchewan, say no more...|