What a remarkable summer it has been. We went on an amazing mountain bike ride through the Sequoia Park. Everything about the trip was sensational except for the drive up . My gear was packed with my bike ready the night before. I left work early Thursday and started the drive alone. My meet up time was set for 8pm where I was to meet with my friends on the mountain since I didnt know where exactly the campsite would be. I had to make the timing just right otherwise I would not meet them. After that time, they were to expect that I got held up and would try again at the same spot at 10am the next day. The only logical outcome of there is that I would be taking a long nap in my car alone that night if I didnt make it in time

Turns out I made it through traffic and up the hill in time to unhook my bike, crack open a beer and ride up and down a couple of little hills before dark and before my buddies would arrive. The air was crisp and I was excited to be away from the city. The bike was in perfect shape and ready to hit some trails.

We began our ride the next morning, each if us carrying 40lb packs ensuring enough food and water to last at least 12hrs of long hard riding. The first hill was killer and was a rude awakening to a very long ride. We pedaled over 10 miles uphill, that took over 2hrs. Making it to the summit was magnificent. I chugged nice clean water out of my stainless steel water bottle.

The next 8hrs was spent jamming up and down hills, over fallen logs, off huge hits and hucking over big rocks. We half a few good breaks in between stopping to eat lunch and have a smoke at the three sisters, what an spectacular spot. The terrain was grand and just right for some summertime riding. It was nice to see just a bit of snow left on the ground in certain spots.