"The still must tease with the promise of a story the viewer of it itches to be told." --Cindy Sherman
Last week's Harris Creek ride teased with a story I was itching to hear, and after talking it up so much, Nitro Neyman started feeling the itch as well.
More Church Nerd, Post-Related Trivia:
The bell finally rang and I actually beat some of my students out the door, and they're always antsy to roll out.
LOCK AND LOAD!!
Grabbed some fuel and cool ones from Ray's Corner, and were on the way. Oh yeah, and driving down Hwy 55 in HSB I spotted a pair of "Rotogrip" pliers laying in the road. SCORE! It was an omen of being on the cusp of a great ride.
Can you see Round n' Round Neyman?
From same pic, just zoomed in on him.
This thing is up tempo right out of the gates--probably gains 3,000 vertical feet in ten minutes of riding. Aye, it's a screamer.
It soon gets into the trees, and then starts forking, splitting, rutting and and rolling. OUTSTANDING spot.
Timber Consternation.
Pick the song you think fits best: For the Strength of the Hills
or
The Hills are Alive, with the Sound of Motos?
Nitro found this little bump on at the bottom that he went off, then again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again . . .
Oh, by the way, soon after arriving, I noticed my gas can that I had just filled at Ray's Corner was no longer in the back of my truck. Now, I know that I had the tailgate down, and that Harris Creek is the most washboard road in the county, but that doesn't mean I wasn't surprised when it didn't arrive with the rest of our gear. At this exact moment of epiphany, another rig went by. Geoff says, you better hurry . . . then we hear it go around the corner, stop, back up, door close, engine rev, speeding off. Harris Creek Theives!
***Just because you find something in the road doesn't mean it is now yours!***
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