Indigo Dog Blog

It was about an hour into a supposed 20 minute mountain bike ride that I began to wonder if this trail would ever end. Half the time I was off the bike pushing it uphill sweating and breathing hard. The other half of the time I was hurtling down the sides of cliffs white knuckling it with the bike rattling down rocky steps of the rutted and worn path.

I was grateful at least for that, the path was pretty clear, well not so clear that I was reaching the 1 and a half hour time mark ...