In attempts to fight it off, bikes continue to be ridden on dry and not so dry singletrack. A nice gaggle of Tellyriderz' made it out of town at the crack of noon yesterday, and down to Philz' world, where the parking lot was full and the shreddn' was sweeet. Dolores Brewpub never fails to cap off a ride in the part of the world.
Prior to that, heading into Paonia en route back from the front range, we passed a big new sign for 'Galaxy', a bike shop of some sort. We then had dinner at the Flying Fork and some folks came and sat on the other side of the glass and proceeded to make funny faces at us. Upon our departure John hopped up and came to discuss the Pugz on the car and how we needed to come check out the as yet unopened Galaxy shop. No prob, I'll happily check out any bike shop. Well Galaxy is sweet with multiple owners in a rambling downtown Paonia home, where John has parked his school bus that has served as his mobile bike shop for a while. Paintings and sculptures are already up in the shop, and they had maps of the trail system. Which is sweet. Only problem was, mid November things are awesome down low, and after just enough climbing on sweet singletrack the soil suddenly turned to mud so sticky there was no going. Of course having gotten up there I continued to carry my stuffed bike with pounds of mud on each foot until i realized i was going back down. IN anyevent, that trail system will get a thorough stompin' as soon as the time comes next spring. And i can't wait to see how Galaxy is doing.