Pisgah Weekend Pt. 2

After Friday's ride, Brad and I headed into town to hit up the Barbecue joint at the entrance to the forest. My buddy, Billy, made plans to meet up with us and camp for the night and ride on Saturday. Our traditional loop of Long Branch, Cove Creek and Daniel Ridge were in effect. We took off up 475 to get to Long Branch, and tore off towards the Hatchery.



Long Branch is one of my favorite trails simply because you can get into a rhythm, and the mountain laurel trails definitely don't hurt.


After the rest of the descent we were at the Hatchery and were onto the climb of the day; 475B up to the top of Cove Creek.




On our way down, we were greeted by a couple of people riding up the trail without helmets. After seeing how Brad's helmet was dented in a couple of places after Friday's ride, I was in awe of how incomprehensibly stupid people can be...baffling! When we got to the bottom of Cove Creek Brad's hip was starting to tighten up, and Billy was feeling pretty beat up, so we decided to just ride the gravel back to the campsite and skip Daniel Ridge.





Up the gravel road a little ways and I saw someone at the parking area waving frantically...lo and behold it was none other than EEEEEEEEEEEEEE. He had come all the way, and missed us by only about 30 minutes. He had instead opted to ride Daniel Ridge a couple of times and hope to eventually run into us. Billy and Brad headed back into camp, while Erich and I decided to get some short rumbling in on Daniel Ridge. We tore off up the trail as fast as possible since Erich had a limited amount of time to be out in the woods. I felt bad, because I would have loved it had he been able to join us for the ride, but with no cell reception it was hard to get into contact with one another. Even so, like one of the wise men, Erich came bearing gifts for the post-ride; libations...