If I knew where I was going I never would have made it here. |
Imagine for a moment, a mountain biking trail that runs up the Mt. Washington auto road in New Hampshire , across the Presidential ridge and then winds slowly down into the Gulf of Slides, crossing various spines and ravines all the way down to Pinkham Notch: a four thousand foot, eleven mile descent on
pure singletrack.
This is roughly equivalent to what is lurking in theLaguna
Mountains of southern California .
This is roughly equivalent to what is lurking in the