Back to NH times now. Where was I? Ah yes, Highland!
As mentioned, the place is like MTB dreamland. Bri’s-Bro “Mo’-gun” and I headed over for some drizzly day riding that was SO good that, well we were late for dinner that day. (And dinner in New England ain’t something you want to be late for)
We arrived when the place opened. I rented me a bicycle, hopped on the lift and we rode non-stop until the place closed. Quickly forgetting about the chill, the day flew by… literally!
Earlier in the week, I had zip-tied the camera to the bars for a video (see below), and busted the LCD viewer during that run. So the Highland pics are a mess since we couldn’t see what we were shootin’. But here’s what we got.
MOgun went for a ladder run and was abruptly stopped when his front rotor met the immovable “log”. He didn’t seem to mind though. And some bending with a Leatherman got the disc rideable again… kind of.
My rental Trek was cool. It might have been the DHX Coil and the Totem that made it ride so well though. Kinda, just add linkage to those and and yer good, eh?
Highland also had a huge pumptrack… and we all know how much I love a good pumptrack.
We did ride it as much as the 8″ of travel would allow. It just wasn’t the same. Oh, what I would have given to have my Nummers there!
Now, we didn’t just ride at Highland. Bri’s parents live on about 90 acres of beautiful NH mountainside. So besides the four-wheelin’ there, several great trails were to be explored right outside the patio door.
Here’s a little look at the yaahhd:
So there you have it… our North East family. Who knows, perhaps someday you’ll witness the bi-costal expansion of The Empire!
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