RR: short & wet

Discussion in 'Mountain Bikes' started by gabrielle, Oct 9, 2004.

  1. gabrielle

    gabrielle Guest

    ER & I had planned an after-work ride on Friday. It's that time of year
    where the weather is iffy. All afternoon, I sat at my desk & watched the
    sky grow blacker, as another friend west of me repeatedly IMed me to tell
    me how hard it was raining at his place. :p

    At 3pm it was steadily misting & we decided to go for it anyway. ER & I
    arrived at the put-in at the same time, and she said "Hey, check out what
    I found in my back tire" and showed me a truly monstrous thorn. The rain
    stopped while she changed her tire and I kicked myself for leaving the Joe
    Blow at home. We started up the road and the rain set back in, a little
    harder this time. "What's that rubbing noise? Is that coming from your
    back disk?" I have a strange paranoia about abnormal mechanical noises
    from my vehicles. Sure enough, we'd seated the rear wheel wrong and part
    of the disk mechanism was not where it was supposed to be. Again we were
    granted a respite from the rain while we corrected the problem, and again
    it started up a little harder when we got underway.

    We stopped at the entrance to the second half of the trail. "Is that
    it?" "Yeah." "Maybe we should just do this section & see what the
    weather does." So up we went, and the rain kept coming.

    We crested the hill & turned back to ride along the ridge. Clouds boiled
    out of the gorge and into the valley below us, and swept up the ridge to
    hide the trail. ER, 100 feet ahead of me, completely disappeared from
    view. Then the wind hit us & I remembered the last time I rode this
    trail: on the section of doubletrack we were quickly approaching, I had
    been blown from one track into the other. I didn't have much more time to
    think about that though, because at that moment the sideways rain
    completely obscured my vision.

    I could hear ER up ahead, "I love this! This is so excellent riding in
    the clouds!" All I was thinking was "There's a hot tub at my house." We
    continued to climb & wend our way across the ridge to the relative safety
    of the trees. A couple of days ago I had read the posting for the Real
    Ale Wobble, and thought "It might be fun to go to Wales to bike." Now I
    was thinking "Sheesh, why leave?" We were completely soaked by the time
    we got to the downhill stretch that marked the beginning of the end.

    And a hair-raising ride it was...slicker than [a euphemism that is too
    gross even for this ng]. There was no option to stop once we got going
    down the final straightaway back to the vehicles. And the rain kept
    coming harder. The people at the parking area looked at us like we were
    nuts. We exchanged hurried goodbyes as we jumped in our vehicles & took
    off for the nearest hot shower.

    At this time of year, we take what we can get. :)


  2. small change

    small change Guest

    gabrielle wrote:> And a hair-raising ride it was...slicker than [a euphemism
    that is too
    > gross even for this ng].

    Oooh, I got taste of that when I was there. So much for Smith Rocks, eh?

    We'll see if the small change birthday inviational ride has any better
    conditions than what you got!!