Thanksgiving comes and goes every year. Things slow down. It's an opportunity to spend time with friends and family, some of whom we don't get to see at many other points throughout the year. We eat too much. We drink too much. Easy living.
The day after Thanksgiving is yet another story unto itself. We use it as a chance to hang out with family of a different sort. We also use it as a means to atone for the sins of the day before. Invariably, we all show up at the trailhead feeling a bit slow from all of the good stuff we got into the day before. The motivation being the great weather, the great trails, the great friends and the promise of beer at the end of the ride.
There were three this year. Scoottay, El Gobernador and DB. The action plan was to park between Brown's Ranch and McDowell and to get a loop in each with the thought that those that wanted to jump in or drop out after a loop could do so. 8 o'clock sharp got us to the Fraesfield trailhead. We boogied south into McDowell hitting some of the highlights like Gooseneck and Bluff down and Delsie on the way back to Gooseneck. For the day after Thanksgiving, the trails were remarkably uncrowded. We were super stoked to see that the powers that be replaced the old ramada at the intersect of Pemberton and Delsie that was there for years. They rather appropriately named it Jackass Junction. It has a bunch of cool bike and beer related bits.
Dave had enough at that point after riding the day before so it was up to two to carry on the action. We rolled up Whiskey Bottle, Watershed, Cholla Mountain and down Balanced Rock and Black Rock to complete the day's mission of doing a double loop.
As a consistent theme, with wives and kids to get home to, we hit the road after a couple of beers. Parting was, as they say, such sweet sorrow, but it only increases the jones to return.