Aug 25, 2012

Mud Bath

Some people crack a cold one, slump in front of a football game on the boob or nap to escape.  

An hour alone on the night trail does it for me.  

Minutes from the house is a multi-mile ribbon of singletrack, turned to viscous slime from today's drizzle.  Semi-slicks don't offer much bite, the back tire launched giant mud clots at branches 20 ft. above.   

Dank and dirty, nobody around as my heart rate tapped out.  More, please.  



 


 -Beard


4 comments:

  1. Ahhh...gotta love the muddy singletrack. It does a body (and, more importantly, mind) soooo good! We got to play on ours this weekend as well, but on foot this time.

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    1. We haven't had rain all summer, couldn't resist when the clouds finally dropped.

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  2. Beard...you must bring the girls to South Africa and do the Cape Epic one day. Or the Comrades.
    Come on, you can do it :-)

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    1. You have all the fun down there in Swaziland or where ever you're at. The Cape Epic looks brutal, sign me up!

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