Last year Memorial Day Weekend was going great, when on my third ride of the weekend, on the last "feature" of the ride, I fell off a log and hurt right thumb. At first I thought I could just "walk it off" but when I still couldn't pick up glass of water the next day I realized I should get it check out. That sucked.
As I pulled into Sessions Woods on Friday afternoon, I was reminded that this is where things started last year. A sense of deja vu came over me.
Hopefully the pattern would be broken.
Things started off great; Nassahegan has some of my favorite singletrack in the state.
When I got to one of my favoritest twistiest tightest sections of singletrack in the world, this is what I found:
Fortunately only about a mile of trail was destroyed...but it was the best mile.
I was soon pacified:
The mile of hike a bike sort of took the wind out of my sails so I skipped the Trout Hatchery loop and called it a day.
Saturday I got in a Kitchen Sink loop from home. About an hour in I realized I wasn't riding at the intensity I wanted to. I dropped the hammer...then dropped my chain. Rather unusual for me.
On closer inspection I noticed this:
3 Quick links? How'd that happen? Time for a new chain you cheap fook.
Sunday I wanted to ramp things up a bit. I don't know if I did or not, but I sure had a lot of fun. Rode the ol' Sidewinder. Hot and humid; love it.
Maybe it was the fun factor, but I still didn't feel like I got the intensity I was craving. As I was getting ready to ride before the parade, the clouds burst, and the sky was filled with thunder and lightning. When things cleared would I be too concerned with not getting hurt to ride the res hard?
Hmm...perfect day for a bike with fenders (hey! I've got one of those!).
Took the Fun Machine out for a quick Hatchet Hill loop. The mild rollers of the loop and the fixed gear made keeping the level right where I wanted it. Got home and my legs had that pleasant buzz of exertion. Perfect.
The cherry on top of a great long weekend...
100% intact and uninjured.