My life gets full, just like yours. Details, like where to stay, slip through the cracks. Luckily Chula covers. We arrived, after 10 hours in the car, at our lodging for a work conference with my mind reeling from the car ride. After checking in, I head out to clear my head on the bike. At the end of the driveway, single track is waiting. The trails are great and deserted. Thanks, Chula. My lunch breaks are not filled with schmoozing and networking but riding single track. The Chutes descent is like a water slide on two wheels: berms, sweeping corners while dodging in and out of pines and glades. Lucky I got someone to watch out for me, or I would be sleeping in a tent/van and bathing in streams like the old days.
(Sorry for no photos but our camera broke. Luckily my personal shopper, Chula, will take care of that detail also.)
1 comment:
Sweet, have fun!
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