“I've got some good news for you .” “What's that?” "We're going to The Property ." "Siiiiiick!"
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A little goat trail down to a claim. |
As we arrived on Friday evening, we couldn’t help but notice it had been dumping rain for at least a few days. To see if the trails would be at all rideable, we headed out in my pickup to the trailhead. 100’ later and my truck couldn’t even make it up the slight incline. It was just too muddy.
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With several mountain biking lights, we jumped on our bikes and went for quick nightride. In the dumping rain. The hill my truck couldn’t make was prime for 3rd gear wheelies on the bikes. We only did 10 miles, but with every corner a foot-down, full throttle drifter, it was a blast. With our little lights, it was a pretty blind ride. Enormous Jackrabbits kept running across the road. It wasn’t a max-trail moment, but it was a fun little ride. |
A tributary to the Merced River, maybe. There's a little bucket down there- it's probably for mining.
Curt in the wet. |
The only way to get into the trails. This is actually a trail as well, but it's under 2' of water.
Shawn leads Curt through the wet. |
Jeff shredding his YZ.
The crew. The trails held up very well to water. |
The trails were wet. 20 miles took over 3 hours. But it sure was fun!
Water level at the shrouds...
Braaaaaap! |
