Platte River Dirt Pedaling

Ever since I was a boy, I always wanted to be a Goodfella.

(Restart)

I have always wanted to get out and shoot some mountain biking photography. I don't know why I just finally got around to it, but I did yesterday while out at Platte River with Paul. He was in town, just having finished XC Nationals for his college racing team and my schedule was open.

It dawned on me that I had not rode out there for probably 4 or more years. And while riding, I came to find out that the last time I had rode there, I had ridden everything backwards. Oh, I'd never seen any of the rock sections of the trails too. Neat!

After a few laps of Paul taking it easy on me, we went back to the car and I grabbed my F-Stop pack full of gear. Riding with 35 pounds on my back is something I have grown accustomed to, but it's even harder riding trails and steel inclines. England (Me) Prevailed. Lighting for speed and exposure is a challenge, but overcast conditions played heavily to my favor and I took some decent stuff for the first time out.

I wanted to keep this short, so I will stop there. The gallery is only about a 1/4th of the images I edited down to. I guess I will post the rest later?

::::: The Off Road Gallery ::::::

Props to Paul for playing mountain biker for me. Go Mars Hill! Home of the fighting Martians! Darirsly Fesadia Garampadilla! (That's their war cry)