It was already 27 C by the time we started our ride this morning but a light breeze blowing from the south made it rather tolerable. I decided to slow my pace a little and save some energy for a planned ride in the afternoon on the local trails.
A good mornin’ to you too. Virtually every cyclist who we encounter is likely to give a familiar nod, wave, smile or even utter a friendly hello. That doesn’t apply to motorists some of who can be darn right rude which includes being intentionally coal rolled yesterday by a local yahoo in his beater pickup as we made our way home.
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Wipeout is one of three LBS that cater to the cycling community and it just so happens that they are the only Specialized dealer in town. Like most other shops here, they switch to ski service in the winter. The husband and wife duo continue to have a loyal following even after a larger out-of-town competitor opened up shop just blocks away.
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When my better half assumes the tuck position, you can bet that she usually means business.
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After a lunch it was time to hit the local trails but I decided that it was way too hot out to ride them all and only completed three of five. 30 minutes into the ride it felt like Hades and I headed straight for the forest singles where I knew there would be shelter from the blazing sun.
View atop the bluff on the Bench Trail.
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This fellow near the shoreline had the right idea as he and his pup were taking full advantage of the cooling waters of the river.
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An aerial view of Three Mile Bend, the surrounding parkland and beyond. It’s also home to a large dog park and a great system of walking trails/bike paths.
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Exiting the Bench Trail and a usual stopover at this no name pond.
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A bit further to go before crossing the span over to the other side of the river and eventually making my way over to the Pines singletrack.
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I glanced across the road over at the entrance to the local MTB park but it was just way too hot out to even consider riding it today.
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My final run in the Pines before pushing off towards home.
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Nothing beats rafting or kayaking down the river on a hot summer day.
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