Crazy weather here in coastal Maine in December.
I do what I can, trying for daily outdoor sessions.
A couple of days ago, it was still raining, but I had to get out- I did a 4 mile hike from the house around Moody Pond. We’ve had 4 inches of rain here in the last week. I started out walking down the abandoned Proctor Road, which is just a stream on top of mud.
After I leaped over a stream, I cut onto a snowmobile trail that led to the “closed” Martin’s Corner Road, where I was careful to stay out of the water here.
Blow down on Martin’s Corner Road
This was a big blow down from the wind a couple of days ago, which gusted to 60 MPH. I was afraid I might get electrocuted, so I pushed through thick brush where I scratched my legs on the briars.
Here’s a map of the hike. My house is just at the edge of the map, up top.
Yesterday the thermometer read 21 degrees when I left the house to join 8 other Bubbas for our regularly scheduled Sunday ride. Nate said that we’ve been able to get some good miles out each month this year, even through last winter. There was some mud out here in the lower portions of the ride, but major ice flows on the long exposed ledges up on the top of Mt. Pleasant. Not many of us were even willing to try and ride up, and chance a bone-crushing fall on the solid ice. Hike-a-bike is what I call it.
Nelson, Eric, and Jason on the windblock
This was also the first time that we took an alternate route back down, heading way right off the summit, and snaking our way over abandoned jeep trails interspersed with dry steep granite, and low growing shrubs. Scary steep in places, but my trust in momentum and tire adhesion worked again.
I chose my fat-tired Pugsley for this ride. It continues to shine in these in-between-seasons conditions.
Eric, Nelson, and Craig Mac on the powerline
Lately, I have been able to keep ascending through muddy climbs and rocky stuff, even passing some of the guys who usually toast me when it’s dry and grippier. Love the white bike!
The best part of the ride for me today was the long descent at the end. You can see it starting on the elevation profile below, right about the 5.4 mile mark. I was riding behind Rigger, who waited for me half-way down. I like to follow him, because he’s excellent at picking good lines through impossible stuff. There have been some serious crashes on this downhill over the years ( Nelson comes to mind), so we all continue to watch out for each other.
I had some battery left in my iPhone, so I inserted the headphones, cranked up the volume, and had Neil Young and the Horse as my soundtrack for the ride out to the car. Do check out “Driftin’ Back”, the 27 minute extravaganza off Mr. Young’s most recent CD, “Psychedelic Pill”. I thank my peretually-musically-enhanced buddy Lock for being persistent in bringing Mr. Young to my ride today, and most every day this December.
The weaving through the winter countryside was magical today. I even pulled some holiday spirit back home with me.