Hell Froze Over…Twice (Courtney Was Late and Robbie Was On-time)
Note: Courtney’s been really busy getting ready for the last week of school, so yours truly (Robbie/Goober) gets to blog again. Sweet!
Friday was supposed to be picture day. But there was some miscommunication and Courtney ended up getting to the trail head late (we were supposed to meet at 4:00pm). I got to the trailhead at 4:00, but when Courtney wasn’t there, I sent her a page (she’s rarely late). I got a reply that she had gone to school and forgot to text message me. She said to give her 30 minutes and she would be at the trailhead.
I had some time, so I decided to explore the other side of the bridge that marks our starting point. Since we have a new found desire to ride off-road, I was curious to see if there were more trails past the bridge. I was in luck; I found a nice trail that went over all kinds of terrain, from soft sand to bark from chopped down trees. I rode for about 5 minutes, but decided it would be more fun if Courtney went with me. So I turned around and went back to the trailhead. There was a lot of traffic…rush hour and all, and Courtney didn’t get to the trailhead until 5:30pm.
She didn’t have her skirt or camera, which meant we couldn’t take pictures, so we just rode out to the spot on the river. We rode to the 4.5 mile marker and turned onto the newly found trail. We rode down the paved path to the point where it goes off-road. I was following behind Courtney, preparing to peddle hard through the soft sand when all of a sudden she stopped and shouted that a bug was in her ear. Fortunately I was back far enough that I managed to stop (in the soft sand no doubt) before running her over.
By the time I had stopped, she had retrieved the offending bug from her ear and showed me the bug that was “trying to eat my brain”… It was a little tiny bug that looked of the beetle variety. I told her that it was too small to be of any danger to her, and it probably wouldn’t have made past the ear wax. I was then informed that her ears are very well maintained and don’t contain any of the potentially life saving wax. Well, she then took revenge on the bug for all the trouble it had caused and we continued down the trail to the river spot…well, I rode; she walked her bike because of the soft sand. 
When we got there, we noticed the river was a little high, but we managed to find the spot.
Courtney had to check the water level again, so off with her socks and shoes and into the river she went. She looked for the sand bar she had previously found, but it was underwater. I suggested she just use the sand bar that was four feet to her left. Well, I actually just pointed at the sand bar. She thought I was pointing to a sand bar much farther up the river and for the next few minutes we argued about which sand bar I was pointing at. She finally decided she liked the sand bar a few feet to her left (the one I had been point at the whole time). I yelled out, “You’re killing me!* That’s the one I’ve been point to the whole time…” lol. She made her way back to shore, and I retrieved a towel from my pack that I had brought for her to dry her feet off with.
Everything looked ok, so we decided to come back the next day and take the pictures.
(Usually Courtney posts her blood sugar numbers here, but again she didn’t tell me…)
We rode 12.5 miles in about an hour and 10 minutes (I finally got my speedometer/odometer to read in MPH). Again we averaged 13.3 MPH, which will set us up nicely for the ride in California.
* Quote used with permission of Courtney (except in cases where I’m killing her)
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