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Carla A-G
Guest
No, not the Seattle band from the early 90's. They were the trees in Bethpage on last night's ride.
I kid you not...it was COLD! A light dusting of snow covered the trails. We dressed just right. Our
various layers of clothing protected us well from the biting harsh conditions that we faced. The
balaclavas and full face helmets were worn. Leaving any part of your skin out for exposure left it
as a target for sure frost bite. I had a new spring on my rear shock and I wanted to test it out. I
had forgotten to bring the sport glasses from my employer that I was supposed to test out too.
The first 20 minutes into the ride were horrendous. The extremities were starting to quickly freeze.
We had to pedal faster to get the heat and circulation going in our bodies.
The wind howled through the woods. The trees creaked and groaned. They sounded like animals
screaming into the cold night air. We kept looking behind us and into the woods. We were
spooked. Riding out of the Brickyard, it was deathly silent. Just Jim, me and the woods. We
pedaled faster and kept looking behind us to make sure that nobody was really there. The trees
continued to speak...
Into the Peckham Loop we rode. We had several encounters with the infamous "ghost birds". These are
birds that just sit in the middle of the trail, petrified and silent. When you approach, you don't
know that they are there until the last second when your light shines on them and they awaken and
startle the living shyte out of you by flying directly in front of your face (supposedly flying
towards the lights on your helmet). We rode this section with caution. I didn't have the urge to be
impaled in the face by a tiny bird beak. Several birds popped out from the middle of the trail as we
had expected. None were hit.
The brakes were starting to get mushy. The temperature was affecting the oil in the lines by the end
of the ride. The new spring on my rear shock made my tank bike feel extremely plushy.
The trees continued to scream as we completed the ride and left the woods. What they were saying, we
will never know...
- CA-G
Canadian Girls Kick Ass!
I kid you not...it was COLD! A light dusting of snow covered the trails. We dressed just right. Our
various layers of clothing protected us well from the biting harsh conditions that we faced. The
balaclavas and full face helmets were worn. Leaving any part of your skin out for exposure left it
as a target for sure frost bite. I had a new spring on my rear shock and I wanted to test it out. I
had forgotten to bring the sport glasses from my employer that I was supposed to test out too.
The first 20 minutes into the ride were horrendous. The extremities were starting to quickly freeze.
We had to pedal faster to get the heat and circulation going in our bodies.
The wind howled through the woods. The trees creaked and groaned. They sounded like animals
screaming into the cold night air. We kept looking behind us and into the woods. We were
spooked. Riding out of the Brickyard, it was deathly silent. Just Jim, me and the woods. We
pedaled faster and kept looking behind us to make sure that nobody was really there. The trees
continued to speak...
Into the Peckham Loop we rode. We had several encounters with the infamous "ghost birds". These are
birds that just sit in the middle of the trail, petrified and silent. When you approach, you don't
know that they are there until the last second when your light shines on them and they awaken and
startle the living shyte out of you by flying directly in front of your face (supposedly flying
towards the lights on your helmet). We rode this section with caution. I didn't have the urge to be
impaled in the face by a tiny bird beak. Several birds popped out from the middle of the trail as we
had expected. None were hit.
The brakes were starting to get mushy. The temperature was affecting the oil in the lines by the end
of the ride. The new spring on my rear shock made my tank bike feel extremely plushy.
The trees continued to scream as we completed the ride and left the woods. What they were saying, we
will never know...
- CA-G
Canadian Girls Kick Ass!