The Lure of New Trail
Saturday, the weather was amazing. I had some errands to do in the morning, so it wasn't until late afternoon that I was able to break free and ride. I've recently overhauled my mountain bike, so that was the steed of choice.
I picked up T. at 5pm and off we went. Quick note here about tires. I'm running the Barro TNT's in tubeless form -- inflated to about 29psi -- and T. is running a MotoRaptor up front and a Nokian NBX out back. Having failed to even look at the bike in months, his tires were very, very low -- about 12psi. And we carried no pump.
Back to the tale.
We drove a short distance -- drove to save time -- and started out riding a gravel road to some single track that we had ridden before. It goes up. It goes up in an unrelenting manner. So, up we went. I won't bore you with the details, but there were log crossings, a stream crossing and quite a bit of hover-on-the-nose-of-your-saddle-and-hope-for-traction climbing. The trail was a little damp, not bad, but damp. My tires packed up. Badly. Now, you'd think, as I did, that a tire named Barro -- mud in Spanish -- would be a good mud tire. It isn't. At least, not this kind of mud. So I was left spinning my wheels watching T. ride away.
After enough of this type of climbing -- I thought my lungs and/or legs were going to explode at times, it was steep -- we popped out onto a gravel road. Presumably this is the same gravel road we started on, but we're not sure. We've never actually climbed or descended the road. Why would we? There is that single track to ride instead.
We were now in a clearing. An artificial clearing. This is Weyerhauser land and they have removed the trees. Not that I mind, you understand, I do live in a wooden house and have no delusions about where that wood comes from, but it makes navigating a little tricky. Here is why: The best roads around a newly logged area are the ones that are put in to get the timber out. They don't go anywhere. You, of course, don't know that they don't go anywhere, you just see a very nice gravel road and who in their right mind would put in such a nice gravel road if it didn't go anywhere? We, however, knew that they didn't go anywhere since we live in timber country.
However, there were bicycle tracks on one of the roads leading through the clear cut. And, because of modern directional treads, we knew that the bicycles that left these tracks were headed downhill not up, like we were. Hmmmmm... Time to explore a bit.
Off we went and once over a rise we see the remnants of a forgotten trail. The tracks came from there. So, once again, we head up. The trail shows signs of recent use and it is easy to follow. It is also drier, so traction wasn't as big of an issue. The Barro tires do fine in the dry, just not in the mud. This new trail soon hits another road. We cross the road and pick up the trail again, on the other side. We continue along this trail for some time, eventually it arrives at the top of the ridge. Now, we need to make a decision. My time is about up. I left the wife with the kids and lately the 2 year old has been acting like a... well... like a 2 year old. I knew that she'd be at her wits end and I try and keep her happy so I can do rides like this. So, we turned around. We still don't know where the trail eventually leads. We were within 200 ft of the highest peak in the area, so it either heads down, or it heads to that peak.
We reversed our course and in short order were down the mountain and back to the car. We don't know where the trail ends up. That will be the task for another day. The trail calls and we will answer, how can we not?
Gear used: Geax Barro TNT tires, BBB disc brake pads, BBB Winner glasses (orange lens), ventureDESIGNworks Gel-Bot.












