Spring is creeping up from the valley. Yesterday, B and I enjoyed a ride through verdant splendor: wildflowers burst onto the trail, we threshed though top tube high grass, and felt the gentle caress of poison oak dragging across our skin.
Conditions should be perfect tonight. So good, in fact, that RG may step away from his road bike and join us on the single track. That's what he said last week anyway.
RG: Damn, you guys are having too much fun without me. I'm committing to an early ONE! for next week.