Rolling through the weekends.
Alas, another comes to a close. I had a quiet time this weekend as I've still not managed to get back to 100% healthy. It may be the extreme low humidity, I dunno, but the latest trick is to go to sleep nice and easily, then wake up at 3:30AM - sometimes sneezing madly (if so, usually lasts for about an hour). Anyway, enough about that, as I was well enough to pedal, so pedal I did.
Saturday I headed to Hasso, in Inuyama, old MTB stomping grounds. Last time I was here the main 'warming up' trail was closed due to bridges broken by flooding, but today it was open, and I could get in and see what the damage was.
Yeah, it was pretty severe. This is, or was, over a really tiny creek, with a very small catchment area. I just can't imagine the rain that must have fallen to send enough water down the creek to do this. Some readers have ridden this and the other bridges - you'll know what I'm talking about!
This one almost survived. Of the eight in this little two kilometer stretch of trail, only one wasn't rendered completed useless, and some were just gone. I don't know where, as I'd ridden up past where they could have, or should have been lodged.
Even the stone bridges were annihilated. This one was well done, but this one really left me flabbergasted:
This concrete slab with ROCKS imbedded in it is about half the size of a car. Using my materials chemistry training I've calculated its' weight at a bloody lot, AND it was embedded in the ground. The water still managed to push it more than ten meters downstream! I'd have loved to see how much water it took to do that.
I eventually got around or past all the bridge remnants, and onto the real trail, but as usual it was too much fun to stop and take many pictures. I did get this one, it was near the top of a hill, so stopping was actually quite OK:
That led to a ripsnorter of a downhill trail where I rode the best I have in a long time, it was fuuu-uuun! My bike and I were in the zone, man it's fun to be a bike geek. At the bottom of said 'perfect trail' I found this:
This waterfall shares the name of the area - Hasso. I'd been coming here to ride for nine years before I made it in to see it - glad I did! Hasso falls is beautiful, this spot, and indeed the whole area left me wishing for a bigger, fancier camera to take advantage of all the beautiful autumn colours.
After the ride, I visited a bike shop (another place that goes riiiight the way back to my first few months, or less! in Japan, and splurged on a new tyre. Man, this is living!
Been waffling on for a while now, and haven't gotten to Sunday, so I think I'll leave that for tomorrow, but today I rode the same place as last week, found a great new trail that I wished I'd explored the first time I saw it almost 18 months ago (better late than never...) and where last week this happened when I caught some phat air over a nice little rock:
Handlebars slipped and rotated down - was quite a weird feeling!
Saturday I headed to Hasso, in Inuyama, old MTB stomping grounds. Last time I was here the main 'warming up' trail was closed due to bridges broken by flooding, but today it was open, and I could get in and see what the damage was.
Yeah, it was pretty severe. This is, or was, over a really tiny creek, with a very small catchment area. I just can't imagine the rain that must have fallen to send enough water down the creek to do this. Some readers have ridden this and the other bridges - you'll know what I'm talking about!
This one almost survived. Of the eight in this little two kilometer stretch of trail, only one wasn't rendered completed useless, and some were just gone. I don't know where, as I'd ridden up past where they could have, or should have been lodged.
Even the stone bridges were annihilated. This one was well done, but this one really left me flabbergasted:
This concrete slab with ROCKS imbedded in it is about half the size of a car. Using my materials chemistry training I've calculated its' weight at a bloody lot, AND it was embedded in the ground. The water still managed to push it more than ten meters downstream! I'd have loved to see how much water it took to do that.I eventually got around or past all the bridge remnants, and onto the real trail, but as usual it was too much fun to stop and take many pictures. I did get this one, it was near the top of a hill, so stopping was actually quite OK:
That led to a ripsnorter of a downhill trail where I rode the best I have in a long time, it was fuuu-uuun! My bike and I were in the zone, man it's fun to be a bike geek. At the bottom of said 'perfect trail' I found this:
This waterfall shares the name of the area - Hasso. I'd been coming here to ride for nine years before I made it in to see it - glad I did! Hasso falls is beautiful, this spot, and indeed the whole area left me wishing for a bigger, fancier camera to take advantage of all the beautiful autumn colours.After the ride, I visited a bike shop (another place that goes riiiight the way back to my first few months, or less! in Japan, and splurged on a new tyre. Man, this is living!
Been waffling on for a while now, and haven't gotten to Sunday, so I think I'll leave that for tomorrow, but today I rode the same place as last week, found a great new trail that I wished I'd explored the first time I saw it almost 18 months ago (better late than never...) and where last week this happened when I caught some phat air over a nice little rock:
Handlebars slipped and rotated down - was quite a weird feeling!
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