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Edited on Mon Sep-06-04 05:42 AM by ze_dscherman
Hi BiggJawn! :hi:
Had a free weekend with no GF or kids, and weather was announced very good, so I rode to office with my light weekend camping gear on the bike :) and left at five.
I rode a mountain track - most of it single trail on a hill crest that stretches for more than 100 miles through our area. Beautiful scenery, all of it forest, but with some sand patches and difficult, rocky and stony climbs. When night came, I had to do a final steep ascent of 650 ft (on a paved road) until I reached a hilltop where I put my tent. 2280 ft climb, but only 21 miles altogether.
Next morning started with a one mile ride downhill, with up to 20% slope - 43,5 mph really gets you awake! Then it was steep climbing again, through a very beautiful landscape with some spectacular views over deep forests and hills. The trail became very lonesome, although it was Saturday, and finally very muddy, bumpy and narrow. Some of it went right along cliff edges, so I had to ride very carefully. The final mile was mostly too difficult to ride, because it was only a narrow footpath into to giant prehistoric walled fortification that is covered with deep forest. One edge of it falls off steeply with sandstone cliffs and boulders and many old and fallen trees. My camping site was right under a big cliff with a large, square boulder on top, which was used as a heathen altar in the days before the Saxons were christianized by force. Quite an awe-inspiring place to stay, an area where I had seen wild boars before - but not this time, I just heard them in the distance. I had picked some mushrooms on my way, so my meal was delicious. I did 3871 ft of ascent and 36 miles of riding that day.
Next morning I spent some time in the cliff area and left only at noon. Just when I had climbed up the side of the cliff to my bike, a hawk chased a dove right in front of me, down the cliff, feathers swirling and all. What a sight! I then crossed the hill crest, much of my path was single trail, some of it covered with fallen logs, so it was very exhausting, but some also graveled of asphalted forest road. When, after I had crossed the hills,I followed a pike path down a river valley and then took a long ride along minor roads through a plain back home. It was a bit lackluster after the very inspiring scenery I had rode through, but I enjoyed a beautiful sunset before I came back into the city. 2000 ft of ascent, and 71 miles of ride.
Actually, I feel a bit lame right now - but that was one of my best rides ever!
Sorry for the long rant - I just had to share (my SO is away for this week)! Did you ride against the wind on your way back? That's something I really, really hate - I remember times when I was literally cursing the wind!
Keep on ridin'!
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