Thirteen years ago I discovered mountain biking when I moved to a small mountain town. I had a very patient friend who showed me the local trails and encouraged me up every beastly climb. She taught me to ride clipless pedals and when I ‘super womaned’ over the handlebars (usually on every ride) she first asked if I was okay before laughing hysterically.
These days I seem to be better at keeping the rubber side down and not flying over my handlebars. Maybe it is due to the fact that I am a more experienced rider? Or maybe it is because I am older, less limber, have a greater level of self preservation and take less risks? Whatever the case, mountain biking is one way I spend my free time in the spring, summer and fall. There is nothing better than riding singletrack through an aspen grove.
Thanks to my husband for capturing this shot.