Saturday, January 19, 2008

handcycle trip in the village of old creeps.






well, it's actually the village of oak creek, but saying "village of old creeps" makes me smile and is kinda appropriate......not that alot of nice folks don't live and work there, but there are alot of leather jacket wearing, silly-huge SUV driving extra-bling little dog carryin' kinda folks milling about snapping cell phone pics. actually saw alot of folks out enjoying the trails on mountainbikes too, mostly short travel dual suspention dealies going scritch-scritch-scritch or tick-tick-pop as the red gritty quartz slurry ground away all thier little pivot thingies. {why is it you see totally different bikes uptown? one speeds and sensible hardtails?} at least they are enjoying the trails instead of the giant stripmall they are spending what must be bazillions of dollars to transmutate the village into some sorta telluride in the red rocks. it's crazy the scale by which they are transforming the place! anyway, little rant aside, it was a beautiful day in the desert. the trails were surprisingly still a bit soupy in the shade, making for some slogging on the three wheeler, but it's all good. we had lots of lube and didn't have to resort to putting sunblock on my chain like the last time we were out and did all the stream crossings. it was kind of a beatdown. we were out for over five hours, and the village tends towards lots of ledges about my wheel size and shelfy pitches that really strain my joints and connective tissues like wrists and elbows. all good though! great to be out, and i really dig the expansive views in the village. got up at 6am this morning, got a big day going on getting gillis's bike all prepped, built, and packed for the show. then i gotta get denise's boxed in the next few days and file down keri's and hopefully get matt's brazed up before we leave.......full plate! rock on, steve.

3 comments:

lee said...

Thanks for the tubes talk. It really is interesting to keep reading the techical stuff you put up about the building methods.

One comment on your small Sedona rant. I lived in Boulder, CO as it went from great place to live on a bike to yuppie hell hole full of 10,000 sq ft. McMansions and Hummers with Love Nature bumperstickers and boy does it suck when a cool place gets over run with 'the wrong element'. I hope to avoid living through it again. I mostly blame Outside magazine...

Not bitter....just saying.

Walt said...

I'm with ya on the Boulder comment, Lee. Things have been slowly improving in the last few years, though.

Steve - good to see people out on bikes no matter what. When those pivots fall apart, some of those folks will come crawling to you for some fine hardtail lovin'...

That came out cruder than I meant it to. Oh well.

-Walt

steve garro said...

oh, ya, i agree with ya walt! one good ride on some pretty dirt on ANYTHING might make folks less likely to want to pave it over! steve.