It rained heavily the day before, making Michaux a little more challenging with a bed of wet leaves to hide the rocks. I was parked at the bottom of Rattlesnake Run Road where the AT crosses. The air was thick with moisture and cleansed.
Mid-morning. Temps in the upper 40s with forecasted highs to reach up near 60. December 22. I was wearing shorts, with some layers up top. I was in no hurry, meaning I had the day to romp around the woods.
I took the trail that is often used in the race to meander and climb my way back up to High Rock. Rolling along, I desired to be nowhere else. I decided to take #20, a trail I hadn’t ridden in years. It was dirty and near unrideable in sections. I hike-a-biked a fair share.
Up on High Rock, I climbed to the high point to ride Southern Gas. The topside of Gas is a blast: flows fast, riding over and through big rocks and boulders, the views across to the other ridge with the trees being leaf-less, some nasty rock gardens here and there. Continuing on, the middle to end of the trail rolled and wandered, going on and on, it seemed. More nastiness and flow characterized the ride as it eventually came to an end back on High Rock.
Winter View up on High Rock
(No idea what happened with the layout on this one…)