Fat Boy Deluxe

Late post, but I hit Rosaryville over the Memorial Day holiday with Steve and Butch. It was a freaking mad house when we arrived. Evidently MORE had a ride at 10:00 AM. We arrived late enough to miss the ride, but not late enough to miss the massive shortage of parking, ha. Anyway, after everyone pitched in on fixing my flat rear wheel and Butch was done whining about how his bike was going to literally fall to pieces as soon as we hit the trail…we finally made it out on the dirt.

Once out on the dirt, all was good with the world. We only ran into a few people…literally…almost ran into one person. Also passed by a few horses who looked like they were having a good time. Luckily we got some rain the night before, otherwise we would have been riding in a dust storm. But as it was, we rode some super nice dirt singletrack, weaving in and out of the trees, up and down the whoopdees, stopping occasionally to catch our breath (well them stopping for me to catch my breath, ha). Butch and I made the cut and hit up some of the new internal loop of technical singletrack. Right now it’s just mostly logs to cross, but over this summer they should have some nice technical features being put in the trail. I managed to completely bite it on probably the smallest log. Butch was behind me, he yells as he crashes (think Flandiddelyanders), to which I try to look back and cross the log at the same time. End result…me crashing while watching Butch crash, ha. The whole scene was out of some bizarro comedy. I ended up with a nice horseshoe shaped piece of skin flapping in the wind. That didn’t hurt as much as the muscles between my skin and my Ti ankle…now that was sore that night!

All in all an excellent loop for what may be the last time I ride Rosey. The day before I rode the Pimmit Run Trail, probably the last time I’ll be able to hit that too. It’s all starting to hit now…

DT