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Wednesday Apr 10, 2019 #
10 AM
Mountain Biking (Single Track) 2:00:00 [3] 18.77 km (9.4 kph) +347m
slept:7.75
‘Bent and I returned to the area in northwest Sedona where we rode on our first day here. We started near the Dry Creek Vista Trailhead and rode a few kms of trails that we’d ridden on Sunday.
The Mescal Trail had come highly recommended. It spends part of its time on a ledge with spectacular views. We’d saved it for a day when we had more riding under our belts since we figured it would be more fun that way. As it turned out, in most places, it was not as technical as the trails we’d ridden on Sunday although there was definitely some exposure. It was truly beautiful though!
This is the section of trail I just rode.
This is the section ahead.
This was a New GoPro Day for ‘Bent - a Hero 7 that I convinced him to buy after I accidentally knocked over his bike on Sunday and broke the attachment for his old GoPro. As a result, there was some re-riding of sections, some fiddling with different mounts, and some standing around - but I was a stellar wife who almost never complained about it. For very long. Our elapsed ride time was about 3.5 hours!
We also had a couple of long chats with people we met on the trail. It was so scenic that no one was in a hurry.
At one point on the Chuckwagon Trail, we met two women who were trail running. They asked if they were headed toward the parking lot. They had a long way to go to any parking lot so we had a long discussion involving several maps. At first they weren’t inclined to believe they had made a wrong turn; after all, maybe *we* were the ones heading away from the parking lot. (Hey people, you don’t know how much time I spend with maps - and we even showed them our location on Trailforks!) We persisted politely and they turned around. We later saw them in their car, happy they’d gone back.
When we were on the Mescal ledge, a squall blew in. “It’s snowing!”, some children exclaimed. As a Canadian, I was thinking “That’s graupel, actually.” I let it go. ;) We ran into a former avalanche forecaster who concurred. The squalls kept on coming! It was always graupel - sometimes quite heavy. In between, we had beautiful sunshine but it was cool. Really nice after the heat of the past few days.
I felt pretty good riding today. I’ve only fallen once in 4 days (knock on wood) and it left me with a long scrape on my arm and a painfully bruised glute. It could be worse. One more ride tomorrow - hoping to avoid further injury before Saturday’s trail ultra.
I’m a broken record but... this was such a fun ride!
The Mescal Trail had come highly recommended. It spends part of its time on a ledge with spectacular views. We’d saved it for a day when we had more riding under our belts since we figured it would be more fun that way. As it turned out, in most places, it was not as technical as the trails we’d ridden on Sunday although there was definitely some exposure. It was truly beautiful though!
This is the section of trail I just rode.
This is the section ahead.
This was a New GoPro Day for ‘Bent - a Hero 7 that I convinced him to buy after I accidentally knocked over his bike on Sunday and broke the attachment for his old GoPro. As a result, there was some re-riding of sections, some fiddling with different mounts, and some standing around - but I was a stellar wife who almost never complained about it. For very long. Our elapsed ride time was about 3.5 hours!
We also had a couple of long chats with people we met on the trail. It was so scenic that no one was in a hurry.
At one point on the Chuckwagon Trail, we met two women who were trail running. They asked if they were headed toward the parking lot. They had a long way to go to any parking lot so we had a long discussion involving several maps. At first they weren’t inclined to believe they had made a wrong turn; after all, maybe *we* were the ones heading away from the parking lot. (Hey people, you don’t know how much time I spend with maps - and we even showed them our location on Trailforks!) We persisted politely and they turned around. We later saw them in their car, happy they’d gone back.
When we were on the Mescal ledge, a squall blew in. “It’s snowing!”, some children exclaimed. As a Canadian, I was thinking “That’s graupel, actually.” I let it go. ;) We ran into a former avalanche forecaster who concurred. The squalls kept on coming! It was always graupel - sometimes quite heavy. In between, we had beautiful sunshine but it was cool. Really nice after the heat of the past few days.
I felt pretty good riding today. I’ve only fallen once in 4 days (knock on wood) and it left me with a long scrape on my arm and a painfully bruised glute. It could be worse. One more ride tomorrow - hoping to avoid further injury before Saturday’s trail ultra.
I’m a broken record but... this was such a fun ride!