Oh Bear Wallow… we should really love you more than Buffalo Mountain. So many nice trails… so forgiving and fun… not to mention the Coal Hill.
We had a late start this morning because we first had to fix Andy’s rear end bearings. Todd had a little electrical work and rear brake work to perform as well. Finally got to the trailhead about noon.
As it happens, we had some more mechanical issues today. Todd’s machine was getting water down near the spark plug causing it to stall out. We nursed it to Logan where Todd got some handy silicone from the local NAPA and fixed it for good. After some Wendy’s and some gas, we headed out in search of the Coal Hill.
When it was found, the Coal Hill was unmerciful. The tallest climb was washed out beyond ride-ability, but we had some fun on the other portions of the hill. Later we stopped by Grubby’s pit for a moment, but no one was willing to go in… certainly not me.
As we worked our way back towards the trailhead, Howard christened his new machine with a trip into the ditch where his machine took a little rest sitting on its side. Meanwhile, Howard got a little rest himself along with a bruise on his hip where he landed on his pocket knife. That’s why I only carry soft stuff in my pockets.
Bear Wallow never disappoints. The weather was perfect, the trails were nearly abandoned, and we had a great ride… even if it was a little shorter than normal. Hardee’s for dinner and a nice talk with Jeff the landlord back at the house. Oh, and we changed another set or rear end bearings, this time in Rich’s machine.
Tomorrow brings Rock House. Good times, good times.
We had a late start this morning because we first had to fix Andy’s rear end bearings. Todd had a little electrical work and rear brake work to perform as well. Finally got to the trailhead about noon.
As it happens, we had some more mechanical issues today. Todd’s machine was getting water down near the spark plug causing it to stall out. We nursed it to Logan where Todd got some handy silicone from the local NAPA and fixed it for good. After some Wendy’s and some gas, we headed out in search of the Coal Hill.
When it was found, the Coal Hill was unmerciful. The tallest climb was washed out beyond ride-ability, but we had some fun on the other portions of the hill. Later we stopped by Grubby’s pit for a moment, but no one was willing to go in… certainly not me.
As we worked our way back towards the trailhead, Howard christened his new machine with a trip into the ditch where his machine took a little rest sitting on its side. Meanwhile, Howard got a little rest himself along with a bruise on his hip where he landed on his pocket knife. That’s why I only carry soft stuff in my pockets.
Bear Wallow never disappoints. The weather was perfect, the trails were nearly abandoned, and we had a great ride… even if it was a little shorter than normal. Hardee’s for dinner and a nice talk with Jeff the landlord back at the house. Oh, and we changed another set or rear end bearings, this time in Rich’s machine.
Tomorrow brings Rock House. Good times, good times.
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