Tilden and Wildcat

On Sunday morning, scrottie and I finally managed to escape for a few hours to go on a bike ride. He'd been pushing for another visit to the Three Bears, but I wanted to do more exploring. So we biked up to Inspiration Point and then took the Nimitz Trail through Tilden and Wildcat Canyon parks.

When we reached the point where the pavement ran out, we decided to keep going. It was fun but terrifying, given that I had just bumped up the tire pressure in the 1.35" tires on the Jolly Roger, which don't have much traction to begin with. The surface in the picture below is also not my favorite:



And I'll be honest, I mostly just like rolling along undulating trails, not things that go steeply up or down with lots of blind corners.



For instance, we rode up and over that lump in the background. I use the term "rode" loosely, as I did a healthy amount of walking. On the other hand, scrottie seemed to enjoy zooming and bumping and skidding along. And all things considered, at least the terrain out here is softer than the rocks and cacti in Arizona. It was also good to determine that we can come up with an adventure in the 2-hour time range. Maybe in the future we can use this as a starting point for a bike-and-hike expedition.

I overbooked myself for the rest of the day, mostly because I wanted to finish up a painting project at the BPRC, but also needed to pick up a few things at the store, sort crickets, and spend some time catching up with my sister-in-law and nephew and niece.

And now it's Monday, and time for what's looking to be an insanely busy week of circadian trials.