That’s a new word I’ve coined to describe the current trail conditions up here.  It seems every ride we’ve been on this week ends with some kind of spectacular sunset.

Tonight we’re running some lesser known lines in the Mice, such as Jose B and a few other un-named options.

To make things more interesting, the Old Schoolers are out in force, in the guise of Don Younie (above), and our old friend Chuck D. Railer (below).

Some random hawk or immature eagle.  Couldn’t tell, and wasn’t quite fast enough on the trigger to get him in focus.  Maybe some of you keen Nerders out there can ID him for me.

After several rad detours and crazy detours, we found ourselves on this exposed spine with this epic sunset…

…again.

Not only did we slay the timeline on this ride perfectly, but our new friend PegLeg the Israeli did the ride on a vintage Klein Mantra without a single mechanical or even any blood.  I think that tonight may have been that watershed moment where a boy becomes a young man.  Then again, haven’t seen the kid in a few days now.  Must still be sleeping…

So iif you enjoy cold beers and nice sunsets, maybe you should try to join us for one of these.