Causes for Celebration

Storm blew over, should be a clear night;

A rider who wishes to remain anonymous has re-joined FT3;

The Knot Hole is off the market for at least the next two years;

Its Tuesday!

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FT3 Still Awesome

Cold temps plus clear skies equaled great riding conditions last Tuesday. In spite of this, five FT3ers preferred to attend Peter’s tic tac toe championship. Shameful.  

We knew from the parking lot that we were good to go when our tires crunched on the packed snow. And we knew that Newb was going to have a rough night as he slipped on ice in front of the mass of Spotters that stepped out of the Knot to watch us depart. Out the back, chugging through a few inches of crust-less white was a heart thumper, but 100% rideable. And just enough melt had occurred that we could make the climb from below the dam. MET was sporting, but not treacherous, and first tracks down the Skid Trails were pure exhilaration.

  Newb, characteristically on the ground

A new rider joined us on this momentous evening. Given his fearlessness in the face of conditions that sent long-time FT3ers sniffling to Peter’s house, his fortitude at climbing, his gusto on the descents, and his general hard charging vibe, we taco-handled him Major.

After Ride Leader Xteric satisfied himself of making sweet turns in the pow, we returned to the Knot. Mother Rye stormed into the parking lot to hurry us up. We decided to determine who had the best attendance for 2015. And the award went to Major for perfect attendance. When Xteric couldn’t finish all the tacos in his basket, Major stepped up and finished them.  

 Major

Hopefully, several in our ranks made Resolutions to ride on Tuesday nights. Or maybe we are better off with smaller, less whiny groups. We’ll soon know.

Sasquatch

Reports of a wild beast in Pollywood kept several riders at home last week. Four boldly rode. Sure enough, as we were tread deep, something came crashing through the brush. Cappy captured it in the photo below:

 Two FT3ers can be seen fleeing.

After chasing the creature back into the dark woods, Cappy rejoined the rest of us, who had been standing around and criticizing his bike.

To keep the beast at bay, we sang carols. Newb noticed that singing allowed him to crush the descents more lustily.

Back in the Knott lot, just as we were most un-kitted, Mother Rye rushed out to announce that Lars was at the Taco Table. To prove that he is still RideLeader, Lars introduced a friend of his who invited us to explore his Pollywood property on mountain bikes. We all made merry.


Since then, snow and cold.

XT and I checked out conditions over the weekend and confirmed, snow and cold.
    

Crusty snow?
Tour de Steeps/Hobo with taco shuttle?
Ride up, taco, ride back?

(Special addition by NoHandle )
Since I can't get the real thing at the Knot Hole, I have to eat the Costco version from now on.

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