The following morning, I took my rear rim into the local bike shop to have two spokes replaced. These were the third and forth spokes that I have broken in the last two months. I plan on taking the rim into my local shop when I get home to have them re-tensioned. Bummer.
For the days activities, we all decided on getting a little more downhill as there were some in our group who favored more burly downhill routes so we packed up the cars, planned the shuttle and headed out to the trailhead. We were warned at the shop that the access road to the upper trailhead might be closed if the lower gate was already locked. Much to our disappointment, it was. Looks like we'd be earning our turns today with a 5.5 mile fireroad climb to the top. Some were happy, some were not.
The climb went fairly quick, and it wasnt long before we were bumbling down some very burly singletrack on the upper Oregon Gulch trail. All nine of us managed to make our way down without any serious mechanicals or spills. The lower half of the trail proved much more enjoyable as it was way more flowly and had us ripping down the trail we had climbed the previous year.
The majority of the crew waited at the Oregon Gulch trailhead, sipping silver bullets, while a few unlucky souls had to run the shuttle to get the other cars. On the way back to the condo, I convinced to crew to try to locate a natural hot springs to soak our tired bodies. After a few missed attempts, Adam and I finally found the correct spot and it wasnt long before we were all tip toeing into the steamy water. We wished that we hadnt already drank all the beer!
More beer and games followed that night as we feasted on Deer Nachos and large steaks. I have to say that we ate like kings the whole weekend, and I want to thank Andrew's mother for the deer chili, Lange for the wild salmon, the twins for the ground deer and Joel man for the steaks!
We ended the night with Andrew's war cry: To Bed Men! For we Ride at Dawn!
UNT
Bryan
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