Brookside,Tailgating, Bamacross

I can honestly say that I would have never seen Brookside if it were not for cyclocross. It is kind of a forgotten little town very close to the interstate. It has a Russian church and , you guessed it, a Brook. One thing that I can say is the Mayor is trying really hard to make it a place to visit. With this park, he has built a nice campground on a very pretty bend in Five mile creek.

We got there on Saturday evening and camped. We set up right on the track, in prime tailgating location for the next days event. It was a nice night.

CCC has a slow start this year, but at least we are racing. The SS class is insane and the masters are as brutal as ever.

The grilling,heckling and swimming were the best part of the Sunday to me. We were in the perfect location for Ccup to offer an Oscar Myer hand up. It would probably have gone pretty well with the PBR hand ups on the other side of the course.

This could have been me!

Good thing I saw the giant mountain goat at SLP ,a couple months ago, before he saw me.

Cyclocross

I think I saw this happen in practice at one of the local crosser's ranch a few years ago.


I'm still in shock from the speed that the SS class shot off the line Sunday, But maybe it will get better....... I doubt it though.

Black magic at Oak Mountain

We had to run to Bham for operation kid pick up on Sunday. I used this oppurtunity to do a full test run at Oak Mountain with my new Voodoo frame that I built up this week. It rode great! The weather was much more warm than I expected, but really just right in the woods.

New Generation Wheel Sucker

LEEborday Weekend

We started the weekend on Monta Santo camping. The temps were great and the campground was full of kids. E was constantly occupied with the kids from a group of four Nashville families that were all there together. It was a good time. Another great thing about M S is the mountain biking. The trails were wonderful and endless. All this and only 10 minutes from Five Points in Huntsvile made it a place on my list to visit again.

On Sunday, the threats of God knows what from the left overs from Tropical Storm Lee cleared the campground early. Being there alone, we picked up and headed home also. We dropped the camper and headed to Bham to S's M and D.

In Mobile we always had a tradition. When a hurricane or tropical storm was rolling in, we would always take an urban mountain bike ride at the very latest possible minute. We usually ended up soaked and fighting 60 mph winds before the end. On Monday, with TS Lee making her way North, Greg and I decided to do our own tropical Storm Leebor day ride. Actually, it was pretty calm on the first half of Oak Mountain, but by the time we got to Johnson Mtn. We hit a rain ban and were drenched. It was a really a very nice weekend all and all.

Greg cresting the Red Trail.

Arm warmers. Finally!

AYSO has been cramping our Tuesday and Thursday night SLP ritual. I have been sneaking in some lunch rides. This is the advantage of having a great trail 3 minutes from my work. Anyway, today at 11:15 a.m. , I don't know the the temp, but I found myself slipping on the arm warmers, but by the end of the ride, the sun came out and I peeled them. It was a nice change anyway.

Although the storm brought down a few trees across the trail, it was nice to see water in the creek again. The yellow leaves on the ground from the wind and drought combined with the pleasant temps, sure made it feel like fall.