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34.1 Miles and 3800 Calories Later

2483515828_5a5431614e_m.jpg Mike and I left the metropolis early for the 10AM meet up time.  Kettle was in pretty close to perfect shape on Saturday.  The ride started with a 30 minute effort led by Kevin that had us flying through trail with complete lack of reguard for direction.  When Mike and I rode the blue loop for a second time later, there were parts of the trail I did not remember at all.  The three of us hammered out 3/4 of the blue loop before taking any sort of a breather and it felt amazing.  The kinks worked themselves out and I started to feel like I had regained control of my bike after a long winter.  Well, it must have showed because I was later to be paid one of the best compliments I have ever gotten on my riding.  Every time one of us would slow down, make a dab, or over shoot a turn there was always another person to take the lead and push our little group.  The sections of the connector were a blur and I had a smile from ear to ear.  On our way back through the connectors we caught Holly, Tom, and Mark, soon there after we crossed paths with a big group of familiar riders and we hung out at one of the road crossings and chatted for a while.  Back to the parking lot, most of the group was going back to the Klug's new place, but Mike, Tim and I still wanted more.  We went out and rode a mish mash of the red, white, purple, blue, green and orange trail.  It was confusing, we were trying to ride every inch of trail, but we were stopping more than we wanted to and look at the maps.  We hit the parking lot again after a while and went out for one last blue loop.  Mike and I had Lake Shore Path syndrome and wanted to race every rider who we passed which led directly into Mike and I pushing each other.  I could not have asked for a better day, a better trail, or a better group to ride with.  Somewhere between the blue loop and Emma I remembered exactly why I started riding with the Killjoy folks and am so damn happy to wear their, and now my, bad ass kit.  I tried explaining it to them, but I don't think it makes any sense.  I can't thank them enough for everything.  Maybe it is because I have been spending so much time lately on road rides, but everything about trail makes me so much more happy with cycling.  All the worries just melt away.

Posted on Monday, May 12, 2008 at 01:05PM by Registered CommenterBenPopper | Comments3 Comments

Reader Comments (3)

hippy!

May 12, 2008 | Unregistered Commenterblutt

more dirt on the planet than ass-falt.

May 14, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterPaolo

Sorry I missed it! Hopefully the weather will hold this weekend so we can race and drink beer outside.

May 16, 2008 | Unregistered CommenterHelge

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