Well the weather once again scared us out of the hour and half drive upto Ogden to do the Skyline trail so we hit a high desert ride just across I-80 from Park City. The loop is named the Flying Dog, not sure why, but pretty cool name. It actually incorporated some of the "stolen ride" howie and I did on the Glenwild loop a week or so ago. It started at the back of a nice golf community and rose rather quickly at first but then mellowed to a more reasonable grade after a mile or so. This is a shot about half way up the first climb at what we would be riding in.
The first climb was about 1200 feet, more than I had realized prior to starting but all in all not a bad start.
You can see in this second picture that its raining off to the east. We ended up getting sprinkled on a bit on the way up, but nothing serious. The way back down was alot of fun, good stretches of flowing slightly twisting track between switchbacks. It was also Pooh bear's first time on video. I was starting to notice that the previous day's ride had taken more of toll on my upper body than on my legs. No big deal, just felt the triceps a little more than Im used to. We met up with the far point of the ride that howie and I did previously and headed around Cobblestone trail. Howie developed some awful noise that seemed to emanate from his brakes so we stopped to check that out. His rear brake pads were about shot so we tried to change them but due to some technical reasons, we couldn't get them in but got the brakes working well enough. We got down to a decision point, either head right the way the ride description went and climb up similar terrain that we had earlier or go left and do more open desert riding. We decided to go left and have some fun there. We worked our way around the ridge and stayed high instead of heading down to the trailhead from our previous ride. More up and down bench cut riding on the face of ridge until we finally met back up with the trail we originally came in on. Down the the mile and half we churned up and we were back at the Beast. 19 miles and 2800 feet of climbing.
We made a quick stop at the grocery store and then to the bike shop as howie was having some issues with his rear wheel. We met up with a local that started telling us about some epic ride areas, so out came the map, highliters and a pen to mark arrows. I was having flashbacks to our trip to Sun Valley ID when we had a similar conversation at the Elephant Perch Bike shop and then did the death march that was the Boundary Creek ride that took over 7 hours. Well howie found some of what this guy was talking about on his spread sheet of rides so it doesnt sound too ridiculous, but time will tell as we are probably heading up that way tomorrow.
Friday, August 17, 2007
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