The smell of pine is what gets me every time. In that moment, I realize that it’s safe to breathe here in the mountains. I fill my lungs with cool mountain air and as I exhale, there is a smile on my face.
I decided to tackle a mountain bike trail that was once known as The Pony Express. The trail has many other names, but that one is my favorite. The Pony Express was a mail system that could deliver mail from Missouri to California in only 10 days. That was a big deal back in 1860. Riders apparently rode their horses at full gallop along the trail and only ever lost one piece of mail. Here I was attempting the trail with my mountain bike. Will I loose any items on this trip? Continue reading