It has been quite sometime since my last ride out at Anderson Truck Trail. The upper section known as “World Cup” is pretty much gone now (or in major disrepair). It was never an above board system as it was on a combination of USFS, private and Indian Reservation lands. The various groups finally got together to put a kabosh on access.
ATT on its own is a good climb and descent but its just not the same without the challenges of World Cup.
There are still spurs and loops that can be done from four corners. House of Pain, Spicolli 1 and Spicolli 2 (Your trail names may vary) provide some lollipop options before returning down ATT.
No matter what your opinion is on the current situation regarding World Cup, the descent down Anderson Truck Trail is still worth the effort to climb.
It was time for another round of playing on the rocks out in Alpine yesterday. There was going to be four of us on this ride. Brian was going to start later in the day and meet us up top. Jim was joining us today and this was going to be his first excursion out here. It was an amazingly nice day out which made the climb not too terrible. After a big ride on Sunday and a really descent workout at the gym yesterday my legs felt flat for the climb up to four corners. After that point the kinks in the legs seem to work themselves out and climbing was a bit better the rest of the way up.
I ride out here a plenty and still think a bunch of this stuff is just crazy so I had forgotten just how shell shocking the first time can be out here. Jim seemed to be digging the place in “You gotta be f$%^ing kdding me” kind of way. I recognized the look and it reminded of the things that came out of my mouth during my first exposure to the technical riding of the North Shore of Vancouver BC in 2003.
We fiddle farted around on some of the features while waiting for Brian to catch up with us.
Steve messing around on the “Collar Boner” section of the “Triple Bypass”.
An Old Skool wheels on the ground line.
Jim rolling along
Brian boosting a rock
Brian working the 911 roll.
The trail was in pretty good shape and the descent back down the main trail was a blast. (Meaning No Pictures!) The Exponential Hoppiness from Alpine Beer Company after the ride was a mighty tasty beverage to enjoy while chatting up the ride and chimping pictures. There are far worse ways to spend an idle Wednesday afternoon.
Wednesday Stoke ride was going off again this week with great weather out in Alpine. Due to my own discombobulations at the trailhead, I started climbing about 10 minutes after Steve and Evan did. I tried to tell myself to just do my normal climb but I did not listen and decided to make a go of catching them by “rest rock”. I was making pretty good time hustling up the mountain but unfortunately for me it was unsustainable and about 2/3rds of the way up I cracked and went into cardio meltdown. I was bit of an energyless mess for the rest of the climb and the start of the descent.
Calm winds = excellent flying conditions
Evan on the 911 roll
Steve got himself a flat on the descent which gave us some time to enough someof the great light of the “magic hour”
It was the day before Valentines Day so Steve was practicing his puckering up skills!
After the flat tire delay it was back to downhill funnage!
This past week I made a long overdue appearance at Steve’s Wednesday Stoke ride in Alpine. The weather was great which made the climb up to the top go pretty well.
I was playing with both my Digital SLR camera as well my GoPro Hero 3 today. This was the second outing with thing so I doing quite a bit of tinkering with mountings and camera setup.
One of the angles I really like was using the roll bar mount near the bottom of the downtube to view the front tire action. One downside to the roll bar mount was I needed use one of the extender arms on the mount to get the angle right. No matter how hard I tightened the the knob for teh extender arm. It would still sag down after some hard compressions like a landing or bigger chunk. I will have figure out some kind of secondary support strap or something to use this angle much.
My Canon 7D DSLR can also shoot HD video so I played around with shooting video with it. It will be interesting to show how the whole video editing workflow is going to pan out with multiple formats and frame rates going into a single project.
I also used the seat post/handlebar mount for a rear facing shot. I did not use an extender arm for this mount as the angle looked good.
The “good” angle was based on the seat post being up. Once I started going downhill and play in the chunk I lowered the seatpost and found that I was unable to get the camera angled up enough for my liking with too much of tire being in the frame and not enough view behind to keep from chopping off the head of a rider behind me.
For the main run back down the trail I had the side mount for the helmet on. The trail conditions were pretty freaking awesome that begged you to stay off the brakes.
With my various travels over the late summer and fall I have not spent too much time riding in the usual SoCal spots. Home was home base long enough last week to allow for a bit of playtime out at one of the usual haunts in Alpine, Anderson Truck Trail.
The weather was pretty freaking awesome for December with perfect temps and great winter afternoon light.
I always find it interesting how the rocks look bigger upon my first return out here after some time away from the place. I was quite happy to stick to two-wheels-on-the-ground play for the day. Whenever I ride while on work trips I make a point to not push my technical limits as the last thing I want to do is have to make a phone call to tell my boss and tell him he needs to fly someone halfway around the planet to take over for me because I jacked myself up out on the trails. All this riding well within my limits makes jumping back into the pushing your limits in the technical arena a bit of a mental adjustment.
Steve of course was up to his usual airbourne antics.
Brian was sporting some air time himself.
With the shorter days we finished up the ride with a only a handfull of minutes of daylight left in the day. It was nice to be back on some local tech stuff and catch up with some friends I had not seen in quite some time. I am pleased to report that the beers at Alpine Beer Company still are mighty tasty.
With Wednesday being the longest daylight day of the year it only seemed right to get out on a bike. My Wednesdays are normally booked up but this particularly day was open so it was time to hit the trail.
While the temps were nowhere near what they are going to get, they were enough to cause this weather weenie, to suffer on the climb up out of Alpine to the “playgrounds”. Clearly I have been enjoying plenty of tasty beverages without earning them and the climb was making me pay! Long climb story short, I sucked on the climb but I climbed non the less.
While Steve was up to his usual airborne antics…
I was content just to keep the wheels on the ground and play in the chunk.
The chunk and rocks were where it was at with me today. The dirt is definitely in “Summer Mode” which means there are combinations of exceptionally loose dirt combined mega-compacted hard pack that can make for some interesting turns here and there. It is quite a contrast from the “Hero Dirt” seen out here in the winter time. There was a bit of relearning to do on some of the trail. The rocks however are for the most part a know value.
Of course for those that play here all the time it was Perfect Flight Weather.
The “Three Miles of Smiles” descent offered up both adrenaline giggles and a few Oh Crap moments due to some loose bits. Coming hot out of one corner Steve thought this was a rattler at first but it was a Rosa Boa instead. These things are pretty cool snakes that are quite docile. After our feel of Boa fondling we were along our way to the trailhead and onward to Alpine Beer Company for some yummy grub and tasty beverages. Not a bad use of Summer Solstice in my mind.
Ahhhh, Wednesday, time for something different. Uhhhh, maybe next week. This week it was time for another session of Wednesday stoke in Alpine. While warm, it was not stupidly hot so the climb was not quite the usual summertime brain boil fest.
The lack of death heat was good thing as my legs has some sting in them from the ride yesterday. I actually felt better on the second half of the climb than I did on the first half. I’m thinking I worked some of the kinks of the legs from the day before. Steve was climbing strong as usual and I’m pretty sure he had litte something extra in the tank today.
Before long we were at the top and with our offering to the gravity gods giving it was time point the bike downhill.
Steve flying the “Garth Gap”
I was mighty happy to join Steve in getting both wheels a little further off the ground today. It has been a good while since I had hit “The Corndog” and while I had no style, grace or even looked okay in the air, it was a successful landing.
Further down the trail I gave the 911 roll a few dry runs but could not pull the trigger. Maybe next week.
Picture of the Day – – I am pretty stoked to have gotten this shot. It came out pretty much how I had envisioned it the techncial aspects of the shot worked out for a “one and done” shot.
There whould be no pictures taken on the final descent as way too much fun was being had. The evening was finished off with a recounting of the day at Alpine Beer Company while enjoying one of the guest beers. The Double IPA from Hollister Brewing Company apted named “Crosseyed and Painless” was a might tasty beer.
So I started the mid-week stoke out on Tuesdays with a ride out at Sycamore Canyon and boy was it hot. The heat has always been my nemesis and it takes me what seems like the better part of summer to acclimate to it. I took the UZZI out here mainly because that was what ended up in my truck. There is no reward to speak of for riding a 7″ travel bike out here. It was however a good workout and it was a good test for figuring out how the bike would work me over in an XC enviroment. Overall the bike will git-r-done but it is going to make you work for it. I was good and pooped by the time I finished up the ride.
Wednesday, I met Steve out for some Alpine Action and it was even toastier. It was 92 when we started from the bottom which mean some of the “dead air” zone on the climb were more like 95-97. We were shocked to see some organ donors on this climb. No helmet, no water and rocking an old-school Wally World bike. There was some water donated and some “best to turn around now” advice was given before we continued onward and upward.
Now that Steve had an audience, a clown bike show was in order. This was when I whipped and my 4lb DSLR to realize that my battery (that is good for 1,500 pictures) was completely dead. This is only second time in a handful of years of toting around a big camera that this has happen. The mental result was still the same, a 4lb camera with a dead battery in your pack feels like a 10lb camera. Ahhhh, yes the stupid shall be punished!
The rest of the climb went well as far as climbing in the heat goes. I have certainly suffered much harder out here in the past. None the less, I was feeling worked at the top. I did not feel particularly comfortable through the first set of features as things were just not clicking. I think getting worked over on the climb took some “snap” out of my reflexes.
That was not the case with Steve as he had the juices flowing and hit the “Garth Gap” for the first time on the black clown bike affectionately known as “Shoniqua” (named because she is Big, Round, Black and Sticky… just like his…..)
This was Steve’s last shot from his camera before his battery went dead as well. The rest of the ride went well. I made really good time on the final run down the hill but there was some scary turns here and there and the summer conditions are pretty much set in now that offer some “exciting” corners traction wise. The post-ride chatter included tasty beverages at Alpine Beer Company along with a tasty pulled pork sandwich. (FYI for you Hop Heads, The Pure Hoppiness double IPA is Da Bomb!) Bottom Line — I have had far worse Wednesdays.
Time for another round of Wednesday fun in Alpine. The weather was starting to roll in but most of the time sky was full of white puffy clouds with a pretty blue backdrop.
I had not been here since the big batch of rain we had a while back and it was pretty astonished to see all the little changes momma-nature had done to the place. Of course the the trail elves has been out making “shoes” so to say.
Historically I have had a bad habit of riding this place in the middle of the summer and stewing my brain in the process. I have ridden this place quite a bit over these cooler months and it was quite nice to do the climb in reasonable conditions. Maybe I am not as retarded as I thought (ask me again in August!) Once at the top it was time to play in some chunk. Steve up near the top.
Me getting started.
This bump-a-bump line gave me some troubles today. It took me three tries and a little skin exfoliation to get it done today.
More playing on the rocks.
The Big Black Fatty coming in for a landing.
The trails elves had tweaked this kicker since my last time here and the thing really pops up now. I carrried nearly all the way over the rock tranny to a rather harsh landing. Yeah for forgiving suspension.
The descent down the main trail was pretty awesome as the dirt has just right moisture in it be both velcro-ish and stupidly fast. The dirt was way too good to stop and take pics. Another great day on a bike.
Man did I have good bit of mid-week stoke in Alpine on Wednesday. With temps in the mid-70s and sunny skys in December, a MTBer’s life in San Diego does not have to suck at all. The pleasant temp made for a really low sufferage climb that was one of the best I have had in quite some time.
I forgot to take pictures, but views were fantastic from the top. Point Loma and Coronado Islands were all easily seen. After chilling at the top it was time to play. I have not been riding rocky technical bits of this size and style for a while so I was keeping the bike on the ground for the most part. I was feeling pretty good on the whole “Mojo” front as well as having some “Monkey Motion” going with the various rock moves.
Steve on “The Fatty”
Steve playing on a spine in an area we call “Little Moab”.
Brian did not have the luxury of an early start like Steve and I had so he caught up to us later in the ride. After some more sessioning in the rocks it was time to start thinking about the how much time was left in the day. After catching a couple pictures with the evening light, we released the hounds and had a good run to the bottom. Afterwards it was time for some tasty refreshments at the Alpine Beer Company. Good times.