I was long overdue for a ride with Steve and Brian so Wednesday, I met them out in Santee for some play time on the “Mel Brooks” trails. The loop we did was only about nine miles but the trail was a beater. This trail is all about the play not the distance. With names like Blazing Saddles, High Anxiety, Mongo and Spaceballs how can you not have some fun.
So lately. I have been doing the Wednesday Stoke ride out in Santee with Steve. Not all miles are created equal and these are pretty good.
They are not exactly supposed to be on the map, but snooping around on Strava or trailforks will find you the goods
Steve working the line less traveled.
Ahhh back on local dirt! I met Steve and Brian out in Santee for some playtime on the rocks.
Here are some pictures of some playtime with Steve and Rodney on a trail in Santee known as Spaceballs. Don’t go looking for it on official maps.
Last weekend I joined hundreds of fellow mountain bikers for a Protest Ride at “Missing Trails” Regional Park.
After the protest ride a handful of us worked our way over into Santee to play on some of the real trails in the area. By real I’m mean the city and county had absolutely nothing to do with their creation.
Evan playing on the rocks
I even managed to get both wheels off the ground. (Photo by Sean)
In the category of “Stupid Human Tricks” I was trying to get a low angle looking up shot of Steve going off a rock jump. I have probably taken over a 1,000 pictures of Aqua doing stupid human tricks in the past. I’ve come to know the sound of his bike coming in as planned. That was not the sound I heard on this occasion.
I already started my air raid rollout when Evan got the first shot. Other than a handlebar in the back it was kinda nice getting in a little cuddle action in on the side of the trail.
This was the shot I was originally aiming for. There were tasty post-ride burritos had and Steve even sprung for the burritos!
I grabbed an after work ride on Tuesday out at “Mission Trails Northeast” aka Spring and Oak Canyon.
While there was some weather starting to roll in but there it was plenty nice out on the trails I was cruising on.
It has been awhile since I had last been here and there was a lot more out here than I previously remembered. The plants were blooming which made for some pretty sights while grinding climbs and grinning on descents.
This entire area was burned out in 2003 so it was nice to see the continuing regrowth and the colors of spring out here.
There were far worse things to do after work on just about any given Tuesday.
Wednesday afternoon I got out for a ride out at Sycamore Canyon and the Santee area in general. Steve had been off the bike for over two weeks with what he described as “The Plague”. Last week the germal infestion caused an aborted attempt for a ride with Steve, but this week “Plague-aholic” made the show. Not wanting to push his recovery luck we opted for something much more XC oriented and mellow than the typical Wednesday stoke rides.
This area is pretty singlespeed friendly so I decided the bring out my one-geared steed out today for a little bit of trail luvin.
XC mellow day or not Steve has a passion for rocks, so I made a point show him a couple of play spots
The steep head angle of this bike was not most rock hounding capable rig (for my skills) so picking the lines carefully was the name of the game.
We ventured over towards Santee and did some more line scopeage and rock play.
The texture of this rock was pretty freaky and we could not help but want to call this the “Brain Rock”
We played and snooped around until daylight became and issue and then headed back. Not a bad way to spend a Wednesday afterwork.
(Photos: Mostly by Steve, all with his camera)
Yesterday, I met some of the usual and some of the not-so usual suspects for a bit of riding and exploring around the Santee countryside.
We certainly got in some tough climbs.
We also got in some skinny singletrack
The Santee hillsides are mighty green this time of year.
We got to watch a coyote stroll along the far side of a hillside we were on.
He was a healthy looking fellow.
Later on in the ride we came across a fairly large red-tail hawk that allowed me to get surpisingly close.
After the bird encounter the rest of the ride was a series of steep up and down fireroads before calling it a day. It was a good day to be on a bike.