"Yawn... Boring... Get up so we can go!" says silly, impatient Max.
|"Yawn.... Boring.... Get up!" is Max's usual reaction to my infrequent spills.|
"I see more trail, I see more trail!" expresses Zorro focused on the surroundings.
Luckily, the answer is, "No, through LOTS of practice (and strong legs), I rarely fall - probably only a dozen or so times all season." But, it does happen every once in a while, typically on icy terrain where I become a frictionless afterthought to my Siberian pals and they say, "Hey, I don't feel any weight back there - time to try for 30 MPH!"
The photo above pretty much summarizes Max & Zorro's opinion of the infrequent fall, "Boring! What does it take to get some exercise around here?!?"
We only had time for a short Sunrise Sprint today. A very fast 5 miles, with 450 feet of elevation climbed, on conditions a little too icy for my liking - leading to very fast uphills and somewhat out of control downhills...
|Cresting at Sally Barber Mine at the same time the morning sun is peaking over the|
|Trotting into the sunrise as we head down from Sally Barber Mine to connect onto|
the French Gulch trails.
|You try asking, "Hey guys, can we slow down a bit on the icy trails?"|
"Huh? Was that the frictionless afterthought saying something?"
"Na, we didn't hear anything - faster, faster!"