Riding Moab With Locals
The local meet-up language described the mountain bike ride as “advanced”.
Departing the parking lot, I asked for details about the trail, upon which I was told that a few “flowy” single black diamond downhills would be mixed in.
It’ll be fun I was told.
I’m not going to lie – I strongly considered turning around then, trusting my instincts that when locals specifically call out a ride as being advanced, they mean it.
Four hours and only 20 miles later, this was without a doubt the most sustained technical ride I’ve ever completed. A day of double diamond trails has a way of tempering speed.
I held my own on the flats and uphills, but had my ass thoroughly handed to me on all the downhills.
More humbling … I had a hard time walking certain sections these guys were bombing down with grace and style British royals would appreciate.
I only crashed once.
Nevertheless, I had a great day on the trails. And, while the accompanying 3,000 feet of climbing may have me limping for days, there certainly were no shortage amazing views.