I went out this morning for a nice relaxing ride. Tried out a few new roads and ended up at a dead end. Well, actually the beginning of trails for a conservation area. Since I had my clinchers on w/ 25mm tires, I decided to try out the gravel road for motor vehicles. That was fine, until, with no prior warning, it turned into a snowmobile route. Nothing like doing 5 miles of technical off road crap on a scott addict sl! All hail my 34/26 which allowed me to stay on my bike almost the entire way. I don't need no stinkin' mountain bike! You should've seen the faces on the group of mtb'ers when I emerged at the end of the trail. "Piece of cake" was all I said as I continued on!
Words are like bullets, I let them pass through me.