Hot

This, is the sun. This, is me mountain biking. This, is what i did today. It was Hot today. i rode in a sleevless base layer and was still dieing. if i was that hot in the woods, under the canopy, and in-n-out of puddles, i feel bad for those poor suckers who were out on the tarmack this afternoon. The trails were in great condition after yesterdays little rain parade. I rode some new stuff and did some running work. the running isn't great ( with the bike on your back ) but its a breat opertunity to get up to the top of your favorite, otherwise unridable, hill. leaving just the sweet breeze of the desent. This new, 100% crandbury juice we got, SUCKS! its like drinking acid, since theres no sugar added to sweeten it up. its basicly fire water. im pretty sure if i checked, the ingredients would say, 99% liquid magma. This is exactly what i would imagine making out with a dragon would be like. I took advantage of the late sunset and clear night to stand on top of the world tonight. i climbed my favorite chillin-out-maxin-relaxin-all-cool tree. i biult a nice seat up there this past winter and i was suprised it was still intact. its a perfect 100+ footer right on the top of a hill, so the views are spectacular. the trudge to the top is made easy by its plethera of hand holdable climbing limbs. the clearing at the top faces due west, and lights up with the setting of the sun. bet of all is the birds eye vies of the courtyard. you can clearly see the goings-on back at home and were ben and goldie are at all times, even make contact with the ocation human as they pass thru the front door, unsuprisingly suprised to hear the voice coming from the sky. My two fashon tips of the day: 1st-If you really love your suroundings, and think nature is just beautiful, climb a pine tree in late may. the tree sap is garenteed to make sure you dont leave any thing from outside, outside. and unlike other fashons and make ups, this wont just wash away after a shower or two. youre blessed with natury, pine sapy godlyness for up to weeks at a time. 2nd- for the ultimate energy gel advertising cover shot, simply store all your empy, still somewhat gel-y gel rappers under the elastic of your bike shorts. then, come shower time, froget there in there, and spend several seconds wondering what that unusualy rough and plasticy groath is on the back of your leg. Good luck to those of you at the Iron horse and root 66 tomorow! While youre spending your evning scrubbing mud off your legs with a strip of sandpaper, i wont be. thats whats makes racing at wells ave worth it. later gator.