I enjoy riding in the rain. I had a sticker on the front of the 500 that said, “If you don’t ride in the rain, you don’t ride.” I twist open the throttle as water beads on my visor and lean into the curves down Long Gulch Road until I reach the right-hand turn to Lava Mountain.
I stop a moment at the trailhead’s little campground before venturing onto single track. I can’t remember what I was reading but something recently informed me the plants here I’d been calling skunk cabbage are actually false hellebore. Now we both know.
My difficulties on the Oregon Trail this morning have me a little anxious for the narrow, sometimes steep trail up the mountain. I gain confidence as I get underway, though. The big bike is well balanced and it’s easy to modulate throttle. I can do this.