Joe and I went biking on Sunday morning. We headed out at 10 am to a reserve in the hills with lots of trails called Cudlee Creek. It was a beautiful 45 minute drive east into the hills, in the middle of nowhere.
The first trail we went down was about two track width, and we dropped a hundred meters or so in less than a minute on it. It was to easy to be much fun. The trip back up those hundred meters took more like half an hour, in the baking sun. We made it though, because we're tough. We vowed never to do it again once we got to the top.
For the next couple hours we biked around exploring more trails, and we found some that we'd like to ride next time that we didn't have time for at that point.
On our way back to the car we took a couple wrong turns, and ended up at the bottom of the hill at the Northern end of the reserve. Our car was at the top of the hill on the Southern end of the reserve. We had inadvertantly broken our vow never to go up that hill again. It was just as brutal the second time around, but it feels good afterwards to know how hard you've pushed yourself.
Thankfully next time we're going know better. We'll park right next to the trails we want to ride.
Here's the view toward Adelaide from atop one of the hills we biked up.
Taking a quick break.
This is a shot of the first trail we had to come up.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
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