I've been hurting a bit this week, coughing since Monday non-stop. No other symptoms though like a temp for instance. Stomach muscles actually hurt from coughing so much. Mad about it. Have not been riding too much since Oregon, though I tried to ride up Second Thought Thursday and coughed so hard after one 15 minute session I turned around and left. Pat's doing a nice job widening the road, by the way. I was not able to go to Galena this year and it was probably a good thing, but still a major bummer.
I decided today to do a back yard jaunt anyway and see what conditions were on the hill. I managed to get to the
helepad in 2.17 and there were not too many portages going up. Coming down the back side was a major
disappointment.
Just above and all along the East Fork were many portages and I got very frustrated. Also, the descending meant coughing for some reason. It was 96 degrees. Still got to Franklin in 3.17, with bleeding legs from the downed timber I climbed over. I have to say though that climbing 16,500 feet a couple of weeks ago made this feel pretty simple for the legs. Got it done in 3.42 back to the truck. However, my engine (lungs and h/r) is hurting with this cold. It just lingers along keeping me up at night and irritating me during the day. Pretty sure I'm going to lick it shortly though! This
singletrack is always buttressing.
I've been hurting a bit this week, coughing since Monday non-stop. No other symptoms though like a temp for instance. Stomach muscles actually hurt from coughing so much. Mad about it. Have not been riding too much since Oregon, though I tried to ride up Second Thought Thursday and coughed so hard after one 15 minute session I turned around and left. Pat's doing a nice job widening the road, by the way. I was not able to go to Galena this year and it was probably a good thing, but still a major bummer.
I decided today to do a back yard jaunt anyway and see what conditions were on the hill. I managed to get to the helepad in 2.17 and there were not too many portages going up. Coming down the back side was a major disappointment. 
Just above and all along the East Fork were many portages and I got very frustrated. Also, the descending meant coughing for some reason. It was 96 degrees. Still got to Franklin in 3.17, with bleeding legs from the downed timber I climbed over. I have to say though that climbing 16,500 feet a couple of weeks ago made this feel pretty simple for the legs. Got it done in 3.42 back to the truck. However, my engine (lungs and h/r) is hurting with this cold. It just lingers along keeping me up at night and irritating me during the day. Pretty sure I'm going to lick it shortly though! This singletrack is always buttressing.
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