Location = Somewhere in New Mexico Distance = 32.10 Time = 4:05:08 Ave. Speed = 7.8 Max. Speed = 39.0 Monthly Dist. = 178.70 Yearly Dist. = 2537.61
Today was my birthday, and to celebrate, I went on a ride that I have never been on before. I'm not going to tell you how old I am, because if you know me, than you already know, and if you don't know me, then you don't care.
My plan for this ride was to go on a trail that is off limits for mountain bikes to be on. I waited until dusk to leave the house, so that I would arrive at the trail in darkness, and minimize any chances of crossing paths with any hikers. I needn't have worried, as I was very much alone. What I hadn't anticipated was how difficult the riding was going to be. I had hiked on the trail once before, but I underestimated how much time it would take to ride over all of the rocks. It took me more than an hour to go a little more than four miles, and the trail seemed to be increasing in steepness, and rockiness, so I stopped for a break, and then headed back. It was windy and cold, and I was tired from my efforts. On the way back, I scared an animal in the bushes, and when it took off, it scared me. I hit the pedals, to ride away fast, and only succeeded in crashing on some rocks. I need to get a better handle on my panic. I'm strung out lately, between worrying about dogs, and cougars.
I made it back to civilization, in a lot less time than it took me to get out of it, and I began the climb back up to the house. There was hardly any traffic on the road, and I realized why when I got home, it was almost midnight. It's unusual for me to be riding that late at night. As I turned in to my neighborhood, my headlight started to fade, and it went out completely, about two hundred yards from the house. Pretty good timing. I did have a spare battery with me, in case I had been able to make it further up the trail, than I did.
It was a nice, moonless evening, with temps in the 50s and 60s.
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