Tom the Bomb
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A couple weeks in the making. Steverino had been pushing for some SART snow recon, I had been wanting some long overdue SART. Rossage was lurking in the shadows scoping some SART, Jason had scheduled an abbreviated SART with Jerry and his little ripper daughter and his wife their shuttler. Pat said I gotta get me some SART and with that he bravely drove out to Wild Horse which was the big question mark in our proposed mission on Saturday and climbed it for confirmed answers. "Its all clear, lets get us some SART! " And it was a go!
Ross would meet at my place. Pat's wife would shuttle us to the Wild horse trail head and meet Jason and crew. Steverino was to meet us at the bottom of the fire road from Morton's peak on Highway 38. At 9:15 we were all at the start gearing up for the 5+ mile climb to WHTH. The climb, about 1500 elevation and some wonderful views. There were a couple snow sections , one that required a dismount and push but that was it. The descent down WH would be new dirt for 4 of us. No disappointment there. It was gooooooood! Loose loamy wheel skiing at first, then a loose and rocky white knuckler followed bye a fast and flowy mildly rocky ( of which my left pedal found and sent me over the bars into the red bark bushes, OUUUUch!), finish to the road. Yah pedal strikes suck big time. Per Jason , It can't be good when you roll up on someone down the side of the trail with his ass sticking up out of the bushes! I was stuck in there and to make it worse those bushes are stout with very ridged branches. It was a slow extraction cause every time I moved something stuck me! Finally Jason and Jerry got me out but not without quite a few scratches and gouges. No stitches required and all bones and joints still connected. My new Fly racing pads saved my bacon! I figured out that when I am coasting heals down that I am inadvertently dropping my pedal below horizontal. Gotta focus on that a bit. Anyway back to the highway. We jumped on the road down hill racing to South fork. So far so good, the temps were still cool and we swooped and railed the trail to Glass road. There we refueled made an adjustment to Lily's saddle and whipped it to Middle control road. I believe somewhere in there Ross had a dirt sample but I will let him elaborate. The climb up to the Oaks restaurant was a griiiiiiiiiiind! It was warming up a bit and it was not a lot of fun unless you ride a hardtail and have legs and lungs of steel! Ross just left us in his dust! Eventually we all arrive at the Oaks and to our support the local store was open . I think everyone went in for some kind of fuel . We refilled our water supply with the stash we had dropped on the way up and then Steve dropped the bomb on us. He was toast and was thinking of bailing it down the road to the car. Hah! Ross, Pat and I went to work on him and yes with a bit of support he was back on dirt! We climbed up the fire road and out the single track then railed through to the Hunting Grounds and had the "Moves like Jaggar" around the back side till Pat sliced a rear tire. Jerry offered up a tire boot and we were back slicing and dicing the sweetness. A few smiles later we drop out on the fire road and blasted down to the cars.
What a great ride. New trails, old and new friends and dirt to the end. A couple minor crashes, one mechanical and memories of another BOMB SQUAD EPIC!
A big boooya to Lily, Jasons daughter, this chick can ride it!
Pat, Steve, Ross, Jason, Jerry, Lily you guys are the best. Pat and Jason's wives ruuuuuule!
Till the next one.
Baaaaaalllllz baby!
TTB
You know it's good when you got dirt on your teeth!
Pat bringing home a souvenir!
Ross would meet at my place. Pat's wife would shuttle us to the Wild horse trail head and meet Jason and crew. Steverino was to meet us at the bottom of the fire road from Morton's peak on Highway 38. At 9:15 we were all at the start gearing up for the 5+ mile climb to WHTH. The climb, about 1500 elevation and some wonderful views. There were a couple snow sections , one that required a dismount and push but that was it. The descent down WH would be new dirt for 4 of us. No disappointment there. It was gooooooood! Loose loamy wheel skiing at first, then a loose and rocky white knuckler followed bye a fast and flowy mildly rocky ( of which my left pedal found and sent me over the bars into the red bark bushes, OUUUUch!), finish to the road. Yah pedal strikes suck big time. Per Jason , It can't be good when you roll up on someone down the side of the trail with his ass sticking up out of the bushes! I was stuck in there and to make it worse those bushes are stout with very ridged branches. It was a slow extraction cause every time I moved something stuck me! Finally Jason and Jerry got me out but not without quite a few scratches and gouges. No stitches required and all bones and joints still connected. My new Fly racing pads saved my bacon! I figured out that when I am coasting heals down that I am inadvertently dropping my pedal below horizontal. Gotta focus on that a bit. Anyway back to the highway. We jumped on the road down hill racing to South fork. So far so good, the temps were still cool and we swooped and railed the trail to Glass road. There we refueled made an adjustment to Lily's saddle and whipped it to Middle control road. I believe somewhere in there Ross had a dirt sample but I will let him elaborate. The climb up to the Oaks restaurant was a griiiiiiiiiiind! It was warming up a bit and it was not a lot of fun unless you ride a hardtail and have legs and lungs of steel! Ross just left us in his dust! Eventually we all arrive at the Oaks and to our support the local store was open . I think everyone went in for some kind of fuel . We refilled our water supply with the stash we had dropped on the way up and then Steve dropped the bomb on us. He was toast and was thinking of bailing it down the road to the car. Hah! Ross, Pat and I went to work on him and yes with a bit of support he was back on dirt! We climbed up the fire road and out the single track then railed through to the Hunting Grounds and had the "Moves like Jaggar" around the back side till Pat sliced a rear tire. Jerry offered up a tire boot and we were back slicing and dicing the sweetness. A few smiles later we drop out on the fire road and blasted down to the cars.
What a great ride. New trails, old and new friends and dirt to the end. A couple minor crashes, one mechanical and memories of another BOMB SQUAD EPIC!
A big boooya to Lily, Jasons daughter, this chick can ride it!
Pat, Steve, Ross, Jason, Jerry, Lily you guys are the best. Pat and Jason's wives ruuuuuule!
Till the next one.
Baaaaaalllllz baby!
TTB
You know it's good when you got dirt on your teeth!
Pat bringing home a souvenir!
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“like landing in a stinky mattress. Been there before..”. 
Sorry I just kept pedaling, my name is Albert another proud owner of a white SC/ Hightower
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