A Weekend in the Saddle
And yes, my butt is now officially tired.
First came Saturday. I got to take the new bike up into Fort Ord and give it a proper workout on the trails. Took in my normal 10 or so mile route up and down the sandy hills around the old military base.
After some (more) pre-ride adjustments, I'd got the brake lever feel to where I wanted it, and boy those brakes are good - I had to get used to the sensitivity (compared to my old regular brakes) - but once I'd done that, the brakes are controllably fierce.
The ride takes in a fair portion of the Sea Otter cross country route - and parts of that route are suffering from lack of rain (typical at this time of year) - lots of sand etc.
The ride was a lot of fun, the bike climbs well, though my "tiny air" jumps were especially tiny as I was wary of going too mad on the new bike.
Then on Sunday, I ended up going for a ride with Wella to Castroville, 15 miles away - well to be truthful, it turns out to be a little further than 15 miles, as Wella frequently pointed out after we passed the 15 miles point and we were still not at our destination.
On the way back we detoured into the recently opened dunes area in between Highway 1 and the ocean - very peacefull, very empty and very scenic - definitely made this particular ride a lot more pleasant.
Weather all weekend long was somewhat typical of September, starts off a bit overcast, then turns to sun - not really hot (the sea breeze keeps it cool), but for a white English boy like me, just about perfect.
Below is a shot of the Monterey Peninsula from the coastal trail in Sand City - the house is in there somewhere (as I can see this bit of the trail from the house), but the camera's resolution doesn't allow me to pick out its exact location.
So, just over 10 miles of fire road and single track riding on Sat (with lots of climbing - 2000'+), just over 30 miles of paved trail and road on Sunday (and it was far from flat, but not that much climbing), no wonder my butt's sore as I break in a new saddle.
And finally, yes, butt is American for arse.
First came Saturday. I got to take the new bike up into Fort Ord and give it a proper workout on the trails. Took in my normal 10 or so mile route up and down the sandy hills around the old military base.
After some (more) pre-ride adjustments, I'd got the brake lever feel to where I wanted it, and boy those brakes are good - I had to get used to the sensitivity (compared to my old regular brakes) - but once I'd done that, the brakes are controllably fierce.
The ride takes in a fair portion of the Sea Otter cross country route - and parts of that route are suffering from lack of rain (typical at this time of year) - lots of sand etc.
The ride was a lot of fun, the bike climbs well, though my "tiny air" jumps were especially tiny as I was wary of going too mad on the new bike.Then on Sunday, I ended up going for a ride with Wella to Castroville, 15 miles away - well to be truthful, it turns out to be a little further than 15 miles, as Wella frequently pointed out after we passed the 15 miles point and we were still not at our destination.
On the way back we detoured into the recently opened dunes area in between Highway 1 and the ocean - very peacefull, very empty and very scenic - definitely made this particular ride a lot more pleasant.
Weather all weekend long was somewhat typical of September, starts off a bit overcast, then turns to sun - not really hot (the sea breeze keeps it cool), but for a white English boy like me, just about perfect.
Below is a shot of the Monterey Peninsula from the coastal trail in Sand City - the house is in there somewhere (as I can see this bit of the trail from the house), but the camera's resolution doesn't allow me to pick out its exact location.
So, just over 10 miles of fire road and single track riding on Sat (with lots of climbing - 2000'+), just over 30 miles of paved trail and road on Sunday (and it was far from flat, but not that much climbing), no wonder my butt's sore as I break in a new saddle.
And finally, yes, butt is American for arse.
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