Greasy & Thick

Great ride last night everyone. It was so humid it felt more like swimming then biking. The trails were greasy and the air was so thick you could eat it, this ride was going to be pure punishment. Twenty two of us set out into Copeland forest last night with one common goal in mind, "lets have fun"! BUT...not all of us did. Less then ten minuets into the ride Brad, out for the very first time this year, lost the bolt that held on his crank-arm to his bike and was forced to walk back to the parking lot to wait. Only minuets later Geoff started suffering from serve heat exhaustion. He was complaining of dizziness, nausea and muscle cramps. This is when I knew it was going to be a rough ride. It didn't help that our lead rider Wayne was not taking it easy on us, taking us up climb after climb. After two more hours of event-free riding, we were ripping down the double-track on the way out when Joel tried some kind of transition over loose soil and did a six foot face-slide. Still by the end of the ride all of our heads were high and smiles filled our faces. This just goes to show you it takes a lot to break the spirits of MTB enthusiasts'.