My weekend
I went up on Thurs night a little farther north near Quaking Aspen CG. Woke up early and rode solo on the Nelson trail. Most people shuttle it but I new I would either be climbing it back up or taking the paved road back. The trail starts near the campground and drops 2000ft over 5mi to Camp Nelson. The first mile is steep with some technical spots. The rest cris-crosses a creek down a canyon. The highlight is passing through two Sequoia groves.
These trees can't hide
Lots of green the whole way down
Not many trails go through trees
After doing the downhill, I figured I would end up walking alot of the way up so I decided to take the 10mi paved route back to the top. After lunch I climbed another trail a couple miles out of the campground until it started to go downhill. On the way to Kernville I stopped and rode the Trail of 100 Giants. It's a touristy paved path through a bunch of sequoias.
Log ride anyone?
The meadow across the road from the trail.
After meeting Mike in Kernville a few of us hooked up with Jeff and he took us on an XC ride to get out of the heat. This trail climbed for 8 miles on a dirtroad and went downhill most of the way back on singletrack.
Dean glad to be out of the heat down in the valley.
On Sat we hooked up again with Jeff and he took us on two different trails. One, an XC loop and then Just Outstanding. One of the guys had bent his deraileur and chain on the drive up so I stayed back to fix it for him and wait for the crew to return. After fixing his bike, some guy pulls into the big parking area and tells everyone to clear the lot because they have to helicopter someone out with a medical emergency. So now we're thinking one of our crew had crashed hard and they are there for him. Luckily that wasn't the case. Having the copter fly right over us as it was landing was beyond windy. I jumped in my truck and watched as my bike started to move as it was lying on the ground. After regrouping we started off on the shuttle part of the ride. Lots of fun, sometimes steep singletrack most of the way down.
Our patient tourguide Jeff standing tall above the Lake below
Two almost hidden riders
Towards the end Franky was bonking bad and Jeff rescued him from the trail. I stayed with him until someone could drive up and get him. At least I got out of retrieving my truck from the top of the mountain (thanks Mike).
Cannell day.
This was the biggest group I had ever ridden with. For a lot of guys it would be the longest and toughest ride they had ever done.
Random memories: Rich bonking right from the start and still making it all the way; Rob trying to keep up with Joy after she dropped him on one of the climbs; Watching Tin pull away from us on the dirtroad climb on his 50lb rig; Looking down into the canyon on the side of the road and seeing Mike's group lost at the bottom; No cows for Mike to chase in the meadows this year; Coming down one of the rocky downhills faster than I thought I could go and thinking, 'I like my new bike'; Fixing Henry's flat near the end and seeing every inch of him covered in dirt from crashes on his "department store" bike and remembering that it's not about the bike, it's about the ride, and he'll probably remember this one a lot longer than I will.
Checking out one of the first meadows
Another boring meadow
The "tech" climb claiming it's victims
Leader of the pack
More meadows
Last one
I want to thank Jeff (jfsh) for being our tourguide and putting up with us another year. It was my pleasure to help guide everyone through this epic. It made me think back to when I started riding. There's nothing like the feeling of accomplishment you get when you finish a ride that pushes your limits.