Today is my only day off, so I went for a scramble over on an island called Saltspring Island. It was my first time there so I was pretty excited to go. My bike has been messing with me lately (petty little annoyances) so I thought id treat her to a special day of riding
I didnt leave as early as I wanted to, since I didnt even plan the trip until woke up. I actually had a ton to do today, and said fuck it im going riding.
All packed up, and rode the 40k's out to the ferry. After talking to 6 separate people about the bike at the ferry terminal, I hopped on.
Saltspring island is known to be a bit "hippy" per say, as its all farms, and fishing. The roads are all extremely windy, old, and in rough shape. I felt like my bike was built for this style of riding, and it really shone.
I ripped around for a while checking out the island, then saw a sign for Mount Maxwell 9Km's so I veered off and headed in that direction.
It turned to dirt pretty much right away, and was a real blast. Lots of rocks, ruts, humps, and good times. I got air more times then I could count on two hands, and got the front wheel up a bunch.
Unfortunately, riding solo, you have to deal with the riderless shots!