Tuesday, April 24, 2018

How Now Brown Pow?

Trail soil conditions: perfect tackiness, some sticks

Weather: Mild, summer kits, maybe arm warmers

Light: Once we turn them on, should be able to run high without worrying about batteries

T-shirts: Brand spanking new

I had to meet my boss out past Rescue this weekend so I rode the ass hammer. Give me Pollywood any day over that $(%^.

Long ride season is here. Rock Creek? Plummer Ridge?

Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Subject to Flooding

Given the green light to get out of the house for a few days, I started looking for a partner for a bike tour. Always hard to come by, I managed to convince a buddy, promising more beers than miles.

We parked at the Sacramento train station, crossed the I street bridge and continued straight up the bowels of northern California, the Sacramento River. Watering stops included the Elkhorn Saloon, Sting Rayz Marina,

Lovey's Landing, and Rocco's Marina.

We traveled along quiet agriculture roads, passing more tractors than cars,

and on top of the levees.

For camping, we crashed through the riparian brush to find the sandy beach at the inside of a river bend. 

A big night of partying in Chico made Monday morning feel disturbingly like a Wednesday morning. We wanted to take the train home but Amtrak sucks. A fortunate screw up at the car rental set us up with the perfect shuttle vehicle though. 

 Mrs. Nocar is traveling for work this week, so I'm out.

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

What's Left

After Xteric destroyed all of Pollywood this weekend (his claim), we might not have anything to ride. No doubt the trails have been shredded beyond repair. I, for one, am determined to see for myself. The trail conditions may actually be super-awesome.

Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Back in the Saddle

Mother Rye shed lonely tears into the fryer last week, as no riders were present to brighten the Knot Hole. It seems like months have passed since FT3 could commence a Tuesday night without debating where to ride, on what kind of bike, and who's tacos to eat. Granted the soil will likely be as sloppy as bottom of the pot taco meat, but we won't need to change under an EZ-Up, or wear three water proof layers.

Maybe Spawn will hand out cigars.