Every adventure starts out the night before doing some last minute maintenance and bike prep. Tighten down all the hatches, make sure everything is in working order. One of my concerns was some rubbing my rear disc was making on the calipers. So I took my wheel off and stared to inspect everything. I took a look at the rear hub. It was loose. I logged on to
ParkTool.com and looked up how to rebuild the rear hub. An hour and some cussing I got it dialed in and on the bike (The cussing was because I didn't have the proper tools to make the fix). Everything was working perfectly. I hopped on the bike and took a victory lap around the block just to confirm.
After my maintenance, I went to bed around 9 pm. My wife makes fun of me for going to bed early but when you have to get up at 5 am to go riding you need all the extra sleep you can get. I fluffed my pillows and laid my head down and began dreaming of the next day's adventure.
beep... beep... Beep... Beep... BEEEEEP... BEEEEEP... BEEE... I hit the snooze. 5 am is freaking early! beep... beep... Beep... Beep... BEEEEEP... BEEEEEP... BEEE... I turned off the alarm and hopped out of bed. That's my new thing... HOPPING! I went through my morning ritual of pooping, weighing myself, getting dressed and eating a Cliff bar while reading the morning news.
I started gathering up the gear. Helmet, shoes, camelback, extra water bottle, sunglasses, headband, gloves, tools, first aid kit... first aid kit... "Honey! WHERE IS MY FIRST AID KIT?"... "I DON'T KNOW! I HAVEN'T SEEN IT SINCE WE MOVED!" Ugh! I hop in the car and go to the local Safeway. NO GAS!... ugh! I stop in at the Shell next to the Safeway to fill up. Once there I walk down the pharmacy aisle and low and behold a perfect size first aid kit, it has 96 lifesaving items. PERFECT!
I get home pack the car and start to drive towards the Santa Cruz mountains. Every adventure starts with winding roads through the mountains. In California, the birth place of mountain biking, every thing happens in the mountains. IT REALLY IS MOUNTAIN + BIKING. You have to ride up the mountain and then back down. You get fit really quick. Where was I... right... driving on the winding roads up to the trail head. I come across a sign that say "Road Closed in 3 Miles"... wtf... then in three miles there is another sign that says "Road Closed". I'm not at the trailhead so I figured "Go For It!" (that's the mountain bike credo.) Past the rock slide and the one lane pass where the road caved in I come across the trailhead.
I get out of the car and start getting all my gear on. Then two guys ride past me and I ask which route most people take. The first guy replies, "Are you CrankyMonkey?"... "Yup!"... "I'm SCNEWBIE! Sweet, we are heading up this way... we can wait for you." I posted on
MTBR.com that I'm newish in town looking for a good place to ride. SCNEWBIE replied and said they where going to ride DEMO on Saturday and that if I made it up there to look for them around 8:30. Since I was late due to the first aid escapade I figured I missed them. Bonus!
We started up the 5 mile climb to the top of the trail. The first three miles was on a two lane road which was pretty easy. Then we turned off onto a dirt fire road and begin some steeper climbing through the trees.
SCNEWBIE brought his Downhill bike and was about 15 minutes behind us. Once we got to the top there was this awesome view of Monterey Bay covered by the clouds (the picture from my shitty camera doesn't do it justice).
We then hung out chatting with other riders and waited for SCNEWBIE.
Once he caught up we started down this awesome flowing singletrack. It had a few spots that where a little challenging but only because we where in the trees and my sunglasses where too dark. It was super fast and flowed with banked turns. This is the trail that every mountain biker dreams about. Then we came to Saw Pit. It was just as flowing but with a lot more rocks and technical sections and STEEP.
SCNEWBIE flew through these sections with ease. The 6 inches of travel in the front and the 9 inches in the back really smoothes out the trail. I took a few spills on some loose turns and ran off the trail cause I couldn't see where I was going (damn sunglasses). But at the end I was smiling from EAR TO EAR!
After our decent it was time to climb out to the parking lot. We all took off our helmets and put on our iPods and prepared for the climb.
I started out with SCNEWBIE's friend (I forgot his name... sorry...), but shortly after we started I got into the groove and took off. Climbing on a bike is very challenging psychologically. You have to keep telling yourself that you can do this all day long and that it's not really pain your feeling. It feels good... I can do this... this is nothing... relax... keep your body relaxed... only use your legs... don't be a pussy... don't hold back... don't stop! It can be very challenging to motivate yourself. The iPod makes the climbs easier cause the beat sets a good pace.
Once back at the parking lot, SCNEWBIE's friend shows up about 5 minutes behind me and we start the post ride BS session. He pulls out and ice cold Gatorade and tosses it my way. LIFESAVER!!!! After an awesome ride a ice cold Gatorade is exactly what the doctor ordered. We chat for a while until SCNEWBIE shows up on his 45 pound behemoth... exhausted! His effort to lug that beast around can only be described as HEROIC! We finish our Gatorades and and said our goodbyes...
(Me at the top...)