Chatting with Danny yesterday, he mentioned that he had managed to forget what day of the week it was, and that made him happy. I think that is a good sign of a successful vacation. And a well needed one at that, since it only took a few days to get there.
"Hello brain, I won't be needing you for a few days, so I'm just going to go ahead and leave you at the shop on my work bench."
It's been a nice little break for the three of us. Thanks to all our understanding customers for putting up with our unconventional business hours (or lack thereof).
I did manage to get a couple of rides in during my time off, inbetween serious sessions of eating, drinking, and slouching like a teenager in front of the T.V. (I was at my parents place most the time). One ride in La Tierra (Santa Fe) with my Pops, on singlespeeds, for a couple of hours. And then again today (monday) in the foothills with Charlie.
Charlie and I rode some of the "far north" foothills, the connector from the Tram House to the La Luz road, and then some trails in the hills north of there. We rode for a few hours, in the foothills, primarily on trails that I had never done before. And they were good, and legal, and in the foothills. It was sweet. These "new" miles will come in handy this winter when the east mountains are snowed in and I'm putting in way too many days in on the foothills.
There were scenic views:
I rode Charlie's O.G. Maverick, his 10 year old ML7. That bike still rocks.
There were even some pucker moments on the trail:
And the weather was as good as you could possibly ask for:
I really like living in Albuquerque.