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It was a gray evening and I got caught in some nasty weather on the way back to the trailhead.

Other than that it was a blast! The re-done sections of Wapati are shaping up nicely.

The wildflowers on Flatiron Vista were amazing. And they smelled so good. It smelled like a fresh new bar of Irish Spring,

And the green landscape continues. I could be mad about not getting my 320 days of sunshine, but there is something nice about not seeing all the usual brown.

This was a lot more colorful than the camera picked up. Something is not right with the white balance. Stupid point and shoot.

The Flatirons were casting some nice shadows.

And yes, the obligitory cow pic. It is Colorado, after all.

And I’ll throw in these for good measure, taken earlier in the day with the SLR.

And there’s plenty of help to let it out.

I got to ride with Chuck one last time before he heads back to BASTIN. Nice riding with you dude and we’ll do it again once you return. Good luck with school.

Though it seemed to be raining everywhere else, that mysterious blue whole was directly over Buffalo Creek again. What a wild microclimate!

Only problem with that is the sun tends to heat up the climb.

A rare opportunity to post a picture of myself on a bike, including my round side.

The CT was bustling (as was most of BC) with riders and just a few hikers. It was really great to see entire families out there enjoying the ride.

We helped quite a few people find there was, though we did give slightly wrong directions to a group of singlespeeders. If you are on this board, sorry. We meant left, not right.

NF Fire District Lot – 543 – Shinglemill – CT – Redskin Creek – Gashouse (towards Baldy – too pooped for another climb) – 543 – lower Sandywash – 543 – Fire Lot (20 Miles)

We were off on a nice social pace.

I did my best to get halfway decent photos, but the weather was just no cooperating. I think this has been the case for quite a few weekends.

Everything is so green! With the green grass, clouds, and mist it was more like Ireland than Colorado.

We re-grouped before heading up to Spruce Mountain.

Weather? What weather. Nothing but happy people here.

At the top of Spruce Mountain, we took a little break as the rain began to fall. Yes, that is the Yeti with the golden wheels finally holding it up. BTW… Kudos again to PUSH! I used to always mess with the dials on the fork. Stiff, squish, lock-out, and whatever else it does. I don’t even know there’s a fork anymore.

Though the rain cut our adventure short by four or five miles, it was still a great day to be on the bike.