2/28  IT STARTS HERE

Coach says "ride one mile".  I am just trying to get it back together, the cold and damp is a hard restart, wanting no no set back.  Been inside fondling bikes prepping and dialing  bikes waiting on, deserving of classique actione.  Got the big heavy bike in super tooned condition (consisting of an new bb and a little 18psi pump) still mostly new clickity click squish for a dark crisp beer run off the hill.  Half mile there.  Half mile back.  I felt good to breath.  Lung shocking, but things need to be kicked started.  Been plotting the calendar, seeing where things lay - looking ahead... 

The WVMBA schedule is chocked full of some fine races.  I would like to say that supporting races generally supports riding and open trails for all riders.  I think this is one reason to be a part of the local racing that might be going on in your neck of the woods or region.  Bike bFAT, WVMBA, and IMBA are opposed to certain areas that will shut down trails to biking in the pending legislation of the proposed Wilderness Act.  WVMBA has been at the forefront battling for access, but it seems the political track is greased for those with the control.   So make your call, send an email, let our voice be heard.  Make sure that those venues that you support, support the causes that keep trails open to bikes.

 

2/24  DOWN AND OUT IN MALCOLM HEIGHTS

Work, winter weather, fam matters, and flu bit hard = no riding.  Hoping to get back in the groove as soon as possible, some times it seems a long way off though.  February is just flying by, but I am just draggin - one day at a time. 

 

2/16 Sunny Saturday single-speed style

 

Andy sporting the latest style from Portland 

Phillip's inaugural SS run - another convert!

Dwayne flying the colors

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2/14 Pound Gap, Kentucky-Virginia Border

Good stuff

 PMT + Red Fox throw down = 1000ft trail vert

in less than 3 miles

 

I wishing for something little more floaty and coasty on the way down, compounding control battles of who was in charge me, the bike, or the rocky gradient of the mountain, sent mixed signals at the time.  But this was a quiz and when taking a test you should go with your first answer.   I thought the fix was right and that is what I went with.  Bonus question on the old pavement up was 100% correct. 

 

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more caged animals

Black Sheep

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2/13 Where is the most fun to be had on a snowy Wednesday afternoon?  In the woods laying down fresh tracks on a fresh trail.  Trail work continues around Dow Lake by the Athens Bicycle Club folks.

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2/10  white orange white to yellow white yellow

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North American Handmade Bicycle Show

2/9 Portland Oregon;  Andy has been reporting in and sending the latest spy shots from the wet coast.

drool exotica

 

Jones Bikes

 

 

Renovo Hardwood Bicycles

 NAHBS 2008 - All The Players

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The near lost experience

Revel in it.  My training or mindset intentionally chiseled for that moment.  Mental training over many napping seasons in the car snoozing thru lunch somewhere along some relatively quite road.  I used to be able to get that solid 15 minutes, though that seems to be a progressively dwindling timeframe.  If you really go deep towards the REM state, when your eyes open wide to the sky, there may be some fogginess of where you are and what you're doing.  Don't fight it.  Like most of my physical endeavors the quest is to see how far you can take it.  Just a little more or longer - maybe it will pay off.  It never did, just back to the grind of live in D. 

Funny how that same momentary experience can also happen when you are fully alert and singularly focused on a ride.  In that "in the groove" moment, usually accompanied by that "one with the bike" sensation.  So in tune to momentum that you become unconscious of exactly where you are at.  May be a trail you've been on countless times but you can be nearly lost till the fog blows thru.  Embrace the haze - keep the flow.    

Now 32:16 in personal time 100 miles from home with eyes wide open taking in fresh visions of the seldom scene, the crisp temps hydrates the eyes.   I know where I am but not where I am going.  Maybe it will pay off.  Ever so faintly Big Lick Branch Falls calls from the distance, drawing me in, a foot path off the road that invites a roll in and break. 

Paydirt.

 

With about an hour under my belt this ride could be turned to a simple out and back, but the adventure lay ahead with more unseen and maybe more pay dirt.  Maybe get lost.  So I keep making left turns knowing there is a loop in here somewhere.  The first turn is way too soon, but the nice packed gravel hooked thru the fresh smell of cleared tree fall from the previous night of deadly rumblers.  Was this a forest road or driveway?  It was the latter and a dead end.  Cool.  Twice the gravel then back to the unlined tarmac in search for the next turn, which produced itself in a timely manner.  A dwindling little thoroughfare that could bring me up and over, but it didnít.  Poot.  I salvaged that with the double back photo op of my sunny daze companion that you seen above.  Onward after another timely manner, maybe this was my left hanger.  Up the holler and back.  Strike three but not out.  The sun was getting lower and I doubted my ability to back-track before all light disappeared for the day.  The numerous timely manners were starting to add up to a sum not so timely manner and my little light and blinky once again were shuffled from my possession, so I anxiously plod a little bit faster further onward.  

The very first sign of life is by the road digging a post hole for his parcel post, an older gentleman about two feet into his work.  Stopping to inquire of my near-abouts, it takes him a couple of tries to catch his breath and clear his throat.  His directions include right turns (?) "unless you just want to avoid the traffic" (duh um yes sir) a couple three lefts and what seemed key was this thing called The Crusher (??).  I rolled from there with a reassuredally lost tempo, made the next 2 left handers, passed The Crusher, then  T-boned into familiar route 7 about three miles from the car. 

Purfect  

So was this nearly lost or merely exploring?  And how does it sit in your crawl?  For me, it is the experience of the adventure is that it can never be reproduced in the same place.  The uncertainty will be gone.  Those "wrong" turns will be ridden past, tighter and faster into a progressively dwindling timeframe.  New sights will become old news.  So revel in it when you get the chance, those moments are short and limited.  Go with flow.  Maybe it pays off - if you let it.

my kind o road

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M-T & 1/2 W Rain rAin raiN

2/6 Going on 3 days off the bike and itchy.  Time for x training maybe should check the weather .com a little bit more and plan some personnel saddle time.  Or virtual riding can take you anywhere rain or shine.   Thought this was interesting for what's worth - Mud River to Milton follows basically 3 County Roads in 3 counties (10, 46 & 1)  Boone, Lincoln & Cabell.   Headwaters right off US119 just north of Big Ugly.  A famous "its all down hill ride".  Simple right?  Really it is just some rollers.  You know carry your speed type thing.  One way point to point with at least 50% of roadway never been seen - keen!  Anyone want to drive to Madison?

 

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Lincoln County 50 miler +

2/2 On top of Little Laurel Run Heading for Sheridan

exploring new roads taking in new sights and a perfect winter day

things went down hill from here.

Sheridan was not include in plan A or any plan for that matter

Branchland boogey

curb appeal

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2/3 Teays Valley, Poplar Fork and Hurricane Creek ... could have sworn I seen a moose.

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Beech Fork Association of Trails

Barboursville's Fun Awesome Trails

 

bFAT is an informal group of riders who appreciate the land and ride for a healthy well being.

 

 

Beech Fork is mostly a single track trail that follows around the lake leading into a combination of creek bed, hill climb, and fast downhill back to the lake.  Barboursville's Park has some nice runs from the top with  numerous scenic overlooks from the  sheer  cliffs and steep drops. The flat single track that follows the river and comes out behind the lake - is where the real fun can begin or end. Click on the link at top of page - above (right or left) to see a map!    The  Kanawha Trace and Adahi Trails are 32 mile and  17 mile multi user trails crossing over private land.  Check with the Tri-State Area Council of the Boy Scouts of America for trail information and registration.

      

bFAT email groupo<----click here  Become a part of an e-group forum that will let all subscribers communicate (free!). Send an e-mail with the word "join" in the subject or body and you'll get hooked up with other riders, to do fun group rides, get trail info and conditions, technical advice, etc.

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A new Technical Time Trial course features Sunday's opening climb and two downhill sections that will not be   ~20untry.

 

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