Before all of the 4th of July festivities started, I rolled out from Casa De La Bill to hit up Lake Calavera to feel a bit better about the tasty beers and snacks I would be having later in the day. It was less than a 3 mile street ride to get to the dirt for some quality exercise. I have not been here in quite some time and while at first I was impressed to see that there was some trail signs out and about I was soon disappointed to see fences. I view fences as the land mangment equivalent saying the dog ate my homework. If land mangers would do the thier homework a bit better they would need a lot less of this stuff. It was fairly easy to see where the public was giving the fencing passing and failing grades by looking at where the fences were cut and where it was allowed to remain.
While I do enjoy “front 40” of Lake Calavera (northern part), the middle and back 40 are where some of the best trails are at.
A nice little corner.
A little creek crossing. Some of the trails called for a bit of elbow and knee tucking here and there to not brush against some of the prevelant Poison Oak.
At pretty much the apex of my ride I broke my chain, which gave a bit of a minor delay. One thing I like about the mountain biking culture is the idea of being self-sufficient while out and about. Not quite the same as being on a road bike where you could get by with a cell phone and a debit card.