While touring on my 2020 road trip, I stopped in Crested Butte, Colorado and rode Monarch Crest and Agate Creek.
I was headed to Bentonville, Arkansas when a storm re-routed me to Salida, Colorado. I adjusted the schedule and made the drive.
My cross-country mountain biking trip was off to a great start – and it got a lot better when I was able to visit the “Ride Kanuga” bike park in Hendersonville, North Carolina.
As one of the major tent-pole stops on my 2020 road trip, I had the pleasure of riding DuPont trails with Barrett from Red Wolf Bike Tours in nearby Brevard.
Our climb up to Pilot Rock was an exercise in pain and endurance. My legs were shot by the previous day’s 16+ mile ride with over 2000 feet of climbing up steep inclines and over rocky, rooty obstacles. Pilot Rock was an ascent that, to put mildly, hurt. But the payoff was worth the effort!
I grew up in the 1970s in what is now called Silicon Valley. Cycling (we called it dirt biking back then) was hammered into my very core by all the insane kids on our suburban street. When we arrived around 1975, there was a fairly prolific motocross family living across the street from us. I had never heard of motocross, being only 5 years old, but these new kids looked super rad and I just HAD to be doing what they were doing; riding bikes everywhere and working hard to see who could get to the emergency room first.