aaahhhh man i am one tired pup today.... last night we got a small group together for a night ride at the Coyote. About 8 of us in all.....And with summer solstice approaching it wasn't till damn near 10pm till we got on the trail. I figured a shake down ride befoe the 24 hour race at Rapalje was in order so we dragged our sorry azzes around on the trail for 2 hand a half hours...the full moon came out around mid-night and it was still dark as shit. Quiet though... at least until my rear tire struck a rock pretty damn solidly and a loud KA-BAM ----wwhhhiiiisssssh . And what a friggin mess as i was running slimed up tubes and the sidewall of the tire also ripped...jesus h
new tube... one of dim fancy park tire boots and a couple of kleenix's to wipe up the gooo and a tire pump that made my arm cramp and i was ready to roll.
other than that small incident the ride went super smooth...everyone's lights hung in, and i think most of us are ready to suffer this coming weekend.
appearently just getting home was just the beggining of my suffering....because when i strolled in the door at 12:45...tracy kicked me back out of it with a reminder that i PROMISED to have her bosses super duper 1985 Panasonic mtb repaired by morn (solid axle to QR axle upgrade :)), so i dragged myself out to the shop crank on NPR which was playing a solid mix of 70's tunes....janis jop having fits, morrison sounded stoned. 45 minutes later i was happily headed back to bed, bike done ! cept one thing, between the 2 hr ride, greasy fingers, and 70's acid rock I was too amped up to sleep. Last time i checked the clock it was 3...and the next damn thing i know is i awake to my little girl, madeline batting me in the head with one of her toys...."WAKE UP DADDY !"
aahhhhh man can't it wait ?