I went on my first mountain bike ride on the new mountain bike. We went up to Loch Leven and rode up to Angeles Oaks. For the real mountain biker, this ride is no big deal. Pretty smooth. Single track in some places, broken pavement in others. Only 1 water crossing and only 1 truly unrideable spot. I will not even pretend that I come close to being called a mountain biker. I don't even know if I can call myself a "Wannabe." But, by the top of Loch Leven, my knees had stopped quivering like a scared rabbit, and the pitter patter of my heart had slowed to a moderate thump. The air was crisp, the leaves are changing, and I was actually enjoying myself.
Loch Leven is the old Highway 38. Many years ago, they decided to rebuild the highway and make it straitghter and more direct. The history on Highway 38 must be top secret because, despite extensive internet research, I couldn't find any information. As usual, government likes to state the obvious when not necessary (and then skirt the issues when things aren't obvious, which is a whole other story).
Thank you for letting me know the road isn't maintained....
Hummm.... Not maintained? Really? I hadn't noticed....
We then rode down a not so well maintained dirt road toward Morton Peak. I definitely dislike downhill more than uphill. I also decided that big rocks are worse than loose dirt, but the jury could still be out on that one. There were some beautiful sights though.
And, I survived my first mountain bike ride on the new bike. In one piece, at that.
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