Wednesday, February 13, 2013
50 Year Trail, AZ
No boats. No camp gear. Just an interesting trail amidst an interesting heap of rocks and prickly vegetation.
It had rained on our tents during much of the night. Down the road and higher in elevation it had snowed on the trail. Wet white lingered in shadows and on the mountainous backdrop. But the day had lots of sunshine and a brittle warmth.
Local "guide" and previous acquaintance, Louis, armored against the thorns in jeans and sleeves, showed us the hidden convoluted ways to drops and skinnies. Mike rode most of them. Scott rode a few. I was an active observer.
Some familiar scenes here from past visits. But always a great place to ride. Great place to linger until the light turns gold and a chill breeze blows in. Great for a final day of riding before heading back northward to the much colder snow of home.
Enjoy the photos!