It was starting to look even darker up ahead. I refused to turn around though and pushed on further south.I rode past Ely's Peak, site of an earlier adventure, and stopped again under an old Mission Creek Parkway overpass. It really felt like rain this time, but I was stubborn and wanted to see what lay ahead. Soon it started to drizzle. I still could not bring myself to turn the bike around. I wanted to make it to at least the state park boundary.
When I did make it to the park boundary the sky really opened up. It rained pretty steadily. I took shelter in a strange concrete column/shelter filled with graffiti from the 1930s and 1950s.

It began to rain harder. I finally accepted the fact that I would be riding my bike downhill in a steady, cold rain. When I made it back to the car I cranked the heat and shivered all the way home.
cool adventure - literally! I love the weird column thing...wonder what it was?
ReplyDeleteIm thinking about riding the munger trail to Hinckley, ill be doing this on a 24in bmx bike.
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