Very nice ride on Saturday w/ V at Mission Trails park. I like riding there; there's always a challenge, and I still have yet to explore the entire park. V did great -- she's getting pretty fearless. I actually had to talk her out of trying one or two rather technical sections. I didn't try them either. Maybe if we both had full body armor, or were still in our capricious early twenties.
I think we rode for about 2 hours, stopping now and then to examine a couple of snakes, one of which was definitely a rattler. I even got a warning rattle! Gives you the heebie-jeebies.
There are some super-duper fun singletrack descents there, but you have to earn 'em. And one particular climb has become my nemesis. One day I will make it up the entire thing, but I'll have to try again on a day when an there isn't an a-hole birder standing in the middle of the trail and absolutely freaking REFUSING to yield, on more than one occassion, even after he caused me to come off the bike (I was going 1 mph up an incredibly steep pitch, and he just stood there looking at me), after he saw me ride back down to try again, and after I rode back up to where he was standing fiddling with his binoculars and said to him very politely, "Hey, I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to try to climb this trail again." I don't dislike hikers or birders. In fact, I'm an avid hiker and I enjoy looking at birds. I hate a-holes, and this person was one.
Fortunately, the experience didn't mar what was an otherwise lovely and snakey ride with V.
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