three weekends in the high country
Vallecito and Hermosa Creek
One bright and sunny Saturday morning, Pigtails, Mina and I kicked Randall’s butt sprinting up to Vallecito. His white Texas skin became bright red from the lack of oxygen and intense sun. Lucky for him it was all downhill back to town and we gave him the city limit sign victory just so he could brag to us ‘you’re only as good as your la-a-a-st sprint.’ Uh - huh.
Great ideas come to me during my 30 minute showers...girls shuttle guys to Engineer, girls leave cars at Hermosa Creek, girls ride Hermosa Creek to town, guys ride Engineer to cars. Brilliant! Robin and McKenzie took off with me on the epic 35 mile, 70% downhill ride through the lush, forested singletrack. We sang James Brown and made 1 tech zone stop (Tiles fixed the man-without-tools' seat in 2 minutes flat) on our 3 hour ride home.
Deer Valley
I’m coming back. Or I’m finally in race shape. Whichever, it was fun. Sweet course and a great time racing with my girl-y friends.
start of chicks XC ©travisswicegood
On Friday our party of 12 got together for pre-race dinner prepared by the Dogger. The next night we braved the streets of Park City. Such a See.and.Be.Scene. Not my style but good entertainment. After sizzlin’ the Short Track, it was back to the dream town.
Little Molas and Stony Pass, Silverton
The Patagonia crew headed up to Silverton to celebrate Kara and Jeff’s wedding, camp, fish, hike and bike. The ceremony at Little Molas Lake was absolutely beautiful...blue skies, shimmering water, peaceful mountains and wildflowers set the backdrop for the roundup of dogs, friends and family.
Yea, keep those shades on ‘cause in 10 years you’ll look back and say, ‘what was I thinkin?’
That afternoon thunderstorm is coming. And I have no bathtub to hide in.
Afterwards I jumped on the Colorado Trail and rode through meadows of 4 foot high flowers and across waterfalls - every turn led to the most spectacular scenery. I jumped in the lake and threw the dress back on to meet the Fisherman at the reception in Silverton. Great food, Pottsville beer and music wrapped up the night. The next day was another stellar, high country ride - up to Stony Pass - followed by fly fishing and grub at Handlebars Grill. Cheers to another great weekend.
One bright and sunny Saturday morning, Pigtails, Mina and I kicked Randall’s butt sprinting up to Vallecito. His white Texas skin became bright red from the lack of oxygen and intense sun. Lucky for him it was all downhill back to town and we gave him the city limit sign victory just so he could brag to us ‘you’re only as good as your la-a-a-st sprint.’ Uh - huh.
Great ideas come to me during my 30 minute showers...girls shuttle guys to Engineer, girls leave cars at Hermosa Creek, girls ride Hermosa Creek to town, guys ride Engineer to cars. Brilliant! Robin and McKenzie took off with me on the epic 35 mile, 70% downhill ride through the lush, forested singletrack. We sang James Brown and made 1 tech zone stop (Tiles fixed the man-without-tools' seat in 2 minutes flat) on our 3 hour ride home.
Deer Valley
I’m coming back. Or I’m finally in race shape. Whichever, it was fun. Sweet course and a great time racing with my girl-y friends.
start of chicks XC ©travisswicegood
On Friday our party of 12 got together for pre-race dinner prepared by the Dogger. The next night we braved the streets of Park City. Such a See.and.Be.Scene. Not my style but good entertainment. After sizzlin’ the Short Track, it was back to the dream town.
Little Molas and Stony Pass, Silverton
The Patagonia crew headed up to Silverton to celebrate Kara and Jeff’s wedding, camp, fish, hike and bike. The ceremony at Little Molas Lake was absolutely beautiful...blue skies, shimmering water, peaceful mountains and wildflowers set the backdrop for the roundup of dogs, friends and family.
Yea, keep those shades on ‘cause in 10 years you’ll look back and say, ‘what was I thinkin?’
That afternoon thunderstorm is coming. And I have no bathtub to hide in.
Afterwards I jumped on the Colorado Trail and rode through meadows of 4 foot high flowers and across waterfalls - every turn led to the most spectacular scenery. I jumped in the lake and threw the dress back on to meet the Fisherman at the reception in Silverton. Great food, Pottsville beer and music wrapped up the night. The next day was another stellar, high country ride - up to Stony Pass - followed by fly fishing and grub at Handlebars Grill. Cheers to another great weekend.
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