This past Saturday our good friend (and my former roommate) Dan organized a little gathering out in Northfield, VT, centered around the idea of klunking down some Class 4 roads to pay homage to our mountain biking predecessors. The weather that day was extremely hot and pretty humid, although by the time we made it to Dan’s folk’s place the sun was beginning to retire, giving us the perfect opportunity to play horseshoes and drink a keg of amazing Harpoon IPA before descending some really hairy terrain on bikes with only a rear coaster-brake. I gotta say, the beers certainly helped.
As the sun began to set we rode/walked up this overgrown path that resembled an old smuggling trail, filled with ruts, rocks, water, mud, grass, ticks and a bunch of surprises you didn’t find out about until riding over them. We all took a few runs, then I posted up with my iPhone and documented some of the madness. Check out some more photos and continue reading below.