Monday, February 1, 2010

Sunday Morning Ride: Muddy Brown

The slush has melted, replaced by gritty mud. Mailboxes-to-gate in 7:58. Water flowing through the canyon everywhere with a pleasant burble, and only one hiker on the entire length of the trail. He stopped me to ask whether I'd seen anyone else; seemed a little shocked to have this beautiful place all to himself.

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