Last weekend could have been action packed, there was plenty to do, including the Greenbriar AMBC mountain bike race. I opted out of the Greenbriar race because I've done the race for the past 6 years and the race course hasn't changed one bit... same 'ol event, different year, time to take a year off from this event. Elk did the race, get a top notch recap on his blog. Instead of racing, the plan was to head to French Creek to bike ride and go fishing with Big Bush and Jude. Due to some logistical issues I did not make it out to French Creek, wicked bummer... I really wanted to go fishing.
My new favorite bar. Peanut Butter is good too!
No race, no French Creek, no fishing, no plans for a beautiful Sunday. What is one to do? I'll tell you what I did. I filled my Camelbak with water, tossed in a couple of granola bars and an PB & J, and saddled up the "Big Bird" bike and hit the road. I set my destination to be the fairground at Fairhill, MD and to hit as much trail as possible getting there... it was good, here is the rundown.
I departed my crib in Wilmington at about noon. Weaved south through the surrounding 'hoods heading towards White Clay State Park and Middle Run Natural Area.
I met Michael Jordan on Sunday
On the way to Middle Run I pass through a small community park, Brandywine Springs Park, that has a small bit of trail. This little park is about at the halfway point to Middle Run from my place, it's a nice break from pavement and traffic... sharing the road sucks. The park was packed, there was a softball game, a baseball game, people paying basketball and loads of people picnicking in the park. It was a super nice day. Of course there is always some dumb-ass kid that has to yell "Lance Armstrong" as I ride buy. This dumb kid was playing basketball... I called him "Michael Jordan."
There was more pavement and church traffic from Brandywine Springs to the back of the Judge Morris Estate. I ripped half of the Judge Morris loop and crossed into Middle Run. I hit the Middle Run trails about an hour into the ride... this is where the real trail riding begins...
To be continued.
