1. i'm going to take a half-day and pedal my ass over to Morgan Hill to pedal some more with the woman.
2. i've grown to despise crystal reports.
3. Big Basin ~ haven't begun to be able to digest enough of this ride to scribble about it.
Stellar and Krakulak took me out on one of the more memorable jaunts in a long, long time. We started in the sCruz, downtown style, nutting it fair immediate-like up and down some nasty-ass paved inclines.
We dove and mashed through 18% for the first half an hour until i thought my knees were going to explode. "yeah ... this route is like the worst warmup ever"
thanks AK ... hadn't noticed.
After a bit more pavement - we finally scooted into this teeny-weeny opening of a trail off some road in ... maybe Felton? Hell, i don't know where.
Jeff, our smokey guide, twisted us through trails i never even dreamed would be there. There were 45 chances to practice cross hops, and i reveled in each one. Lawdy, it sho'nuff was amazing out there. After a couple hours, we were back on pavement for a spell ... hunting for some entry into Basin. We found it and, after a friendly chat with the a park ranger decked out like a LA SWAT enforcer, we went dirty up into the hills again.
I'll just say it - we were flying. These fukkers were pretty much riding threshold for hours (taking a few breathers whenever i would force myself to the front). There was a gradual climb that took us up to a ridge that was about as perfect of training as i could ask for. High revs, practicing a relaxed, all-powered pedalstroke.
I was in heaven.
Then we hit something called "west ridge".
5 or 6 of these behemoth kickers needed to be scaled as we moved across the spine of the world. it was amazing. to the west was a spot-perfect panorama of the Pacific. to the east rolled the evergreen, verdant, peaceful forests of the santa cruz mountains.
the sky was dappled with grey-blue clouds, but the rains had held off all day and a slightly humid feel to the earth surrounded us, drenching us in our own sweaty froths, happy.
up and up we went until finally we hit a vista that i just leave to the gods to discuss amongst themselves.
then we descended.
fukkal, i love pointing a cross bike down a hill sometimes. I've never been on so much singletrack in one ride before.
yeah, it pretty much sucks here in the sCRuz.