Russel road at 9am and Marja and I bump into Howard and his son Zack (studly 8th grader, keeping up!) and Darren. Hadn't seen them in a very long time, and had not ridden with Darren for a few years. It was great to ride with them again. So we set out on the usual, heading down Manzanita....w/o Marja, did I mention we left the flat pedals on her mtb (practicing her mad skills!) and my pedal wrench was up at my house. Chris was riding up stage coach to meet us, with a pedal wrench. So she decided to skip Manzanita in her Sidis....smart move!
So we all met up and started riding what turned out to be single track in perfect condition due to all the rain and snow from the day/night before....yes snow.
The kid, aka Zack, looks perplexed at the log on the climb up to Drivers Flat:
"...what is it with you guys and food?"
...so much to learn young grasshopper....
Once up to Drivers Flat I asked who'd be visiting Chucky (Ruck-a-Chucky), and to my surprise, Marja was 100% for it. Here's where Zack, Howard and Darren leave us. Don't blame them, Chucky can be ugly especially for those first time visitors!
At the bottom Chris rides up, "that was awesome!" Figured out what he really meant, can't repeat here. See Chris was on his geared Ventana that is fully rigid. The decent down Chucky is 2.5 miles of steep rocky fire road....1000 feet vertical in mainly the last 1.75 miles of it. Think his arms and hands were just about shaken off!
Back at the top to the table at Drivers Flat for more eats, and off we go ripping the buffed single track. Most days in May, Chucky would have been 90+ degrees of oven baking joy! Today, gorgeous!
Once back at the confluence, on our inferior wheel sized rigs (inside joke), Chris heads home for a tall beer, and a run I am most certain he would not be making, and Marja and I climbed up Stagecoach to get in the truck and make a pit stop at the Burrito Shop!
That's how a Sunday should be!
BTW....the legs are back, recovered from Cool! :)