Inspired by a blog buddy, I finally took steps to tidy-up the saddlebag. My relatively weighty tool roll tended to end up at the bottom center of my bag, causing a distorting sag and a bit of sway during standing climbs. It was oddly always in the way while trying to access things that are used more frequently. Remembering that I saw Bike Tinker attach his minipump to his bag’s support bar, I grabbed a toe strap and cinched it up. Tidy, stable, and out of the way. So far so good.
Now I need to give some thought to the sometimes rattle-y handlebar bag.
Mark your calendars. This year’s edition of the Ramble is scheduled for Saturday, December 15. I’ll have more details later, but let’s get this thing on the calendar.
Today was route reconn day. For a variety of reasons, I have a notion to change the route this year. One of the main reasons is that I don’t have confidence that the Rosston Store will be (or is) still in business. There are also other reasons.
I’ve got a great alternate route that has a few more paved sections, takes in the fabulous Greenwood Grocery and Grill, and is actually a little closer to 50 miles than it is to 40.
Straying from the traditional route tugs at my heart a little, but I think you folks that have done this ride before will enjoy some new roads.
Due to heavy rain and lightning, I spent more time in Greenwood than I usually do. The wonderful smell of frying bacon inside tempted me to linger with coffee and a second breakfast, but when the noisy stuff went away, I pedaled out into the rain. It was a soggy couple of hours before I rode into the sunshine only to find not a drop fell at my house.
At least we can begin planning the Ramble…
I was amazed at my good fortune. An early morning rain, followed by overcast skies and temps in the 70s here during August in Texas. And I had actually planned a morning ride following a long day out of town. Wow. Sometimes we get lucky. I followed the switchbacks shown in the upper left of the photo down to another world.
I had noticed that something worth investigating was down there under this IH-35 bridge, along the San Gabriel River in Georgetown, Texas. I have driven across it countless times in my business travels across the state. I discovered that there is more than I had imagined, and it is a perfect get-away for my business trips to the Austin area.
Some of the trail is paved, and some of the trail is a dirt or crushed stone surface. The changes in grade, coupled with lots of twists and turns, make for lots visual and bike handling interest even at slow speeds.
The deer were prolific and fearless. I thought I was at a petting zoo.
The ever-changing landscape included forest, open grass land, low swampy areas, and rock walls
The trail primarily follows along the San Gabriel River downstream of Lake Georgetown. It steps down with a series of pools and riffles along with a few small dams.
Here is the downstream side of the Lake Georgetown dam. There’s a big wall of water behind that rock covered embankment.
I thought that any boys growing up within bicycle distance of this trail probably have a great opportunity to stimulate their outdoor imagination for all kinds of adventures…assuming boys still do that.
The simple Quickbeam is light and easy to stuff in the truck for business travel. It seems just right for short little side trips away from the office when I can’t be in Denton County.
If I had more time for sitting, I could have paused here and pondered the beauty of God’s creation for a while.
This spot was lovely, has the convenience of the bench, and that delightful “babbling brook” sound as evident in this short video.
One of the parks along the trail had a healthy population of ducks and geese.
Another park had this awesome sculpture, who seemed happy to guard my bike as I took a look around. I didn’t get to see the entire trail this time, but I plan to come back and explore the rest.
As I’ve said before, it doesn’t always work out this well. But this is why I toss the bike in the truck. Sometimes it does.
After this tranquil moment at the park, the ride became more eventful. A puncture in the middle of a long bridge, fenders filled with mud to the point of no wheels turning, and a torqued wrist during a slow speed fall when I rolled into a softer-than-anticipated shoulder. Okay, that was interesting. Can I have boring back now?
It’s been a steady (and delightful) diet of rando bike this summer, but I’ve been missing the QB. It was out of commission due to certain part swaps needed for the MAP build. Finally, wider tires, new brakes, and new cables were added, and it rolls again. It is fun to grab a completely different feeling bike simply for the sake of variety. It’s fundamental.