This year was my maiden voyage on the H.I.P. 100 (Highland Rec. Area, Island Lake, and Pontiac Lake). I must say that money cannot buy the euphoric feeling attained from riding 100 mountain bike miles in poetic synergy with your friends.
The weather was beautiful, the vibe positive, and the trails perfect. This was just what I need to get my 24 hour enduro focus started. With the exception of a few flats and crashes, the day was utopia.
2 comments:
Well it was almost 100 miles.
Yes, that's right.
But HIP 97.79 just doesn't sound right.
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