Sunday was just a gorgeous day for a ride up Mount Tam. We started in Ross, a cute little (expensive) town at a little city park. Their porta-potties were about the smelliest I have ever been in.

We climbed a little bit up to some lakes (really ponds), circled around the lakes, and climbed a little more. Nothing was REALLY steep (18 - 20%) is my definition of REALLY steep. I think the worst it got was 15%. I of course had too much air in my tires for that section and the gravelly conditions we found there. Live and learn. I came off my bike once. Got back on, rolled diagonally across the trail and was headed off the edge, so put my foot down again. Got back on and was maybe, 30 feet from the top when the rear tire spun out again. I walked the rest of the way up that.

The scenery was just beautiful. If we weren’t in amongst the trees, we were out on the mountainside and could see the bay and the waves crashing on the beach. It was pretty clear. Thom complained that he needed a few puffy clouds to make for better pictures.

I don’t know the names of all the trails we took. I know we got on Railroad Grade and took that up the final section. It was actually a rather pleasant climb 5 -7%, a little warm though and mostly exposed. We hung around at East Peak snacking and looking at the view. Then we got back on the road to begin our descent – which didn’t begin right away. But we survived.

We got back on the dirt and had a few tough little climbs and then begin a really nice, long descent. This section had some steep bits in the 15 – 20% range and I was very careful picking my way down. I was very happy with how well I controlled the bike and picked my line. We stopped and regrouped a couple of times. About 600 feet from the bottom the trail was really rutted in the middle. There was a gentleman hiking down the good side on the right. I went around to the left of the ruts and continued down.

Thom wasn’t so fortunate. He was behind me and was watching the man and slammed into the ruts doing about 10 miles an hour. These suckers were about 12 inches deep. He thinks the front tire locked up and he skidded off to the side. He landed hard on his left arm and bounced onto his right side. Torn up fingers and knees and he ruined his favorite pair of lycra shorts.

I was around the corner and didn’t see or hear any of it. Thank God for Sarah and her kitchen sink! She came up on Thom and gave him Neosporin and Advil. Sue (not Yellow a different one) found a ranger who drove Thom and his bike back to the car. He went to the local doctor today while I was at work. She sent him to Walnut Creek for an X –ray. I drove him in there. He’s got a broken radius. We’re going to the orthopedic doctor tomorrow to get it set.

I’m not sure what this will do to our summer plans. And what a way to spend your anniversary – waiting for X –rays.

The bike is fine. My camera was mounted on the bike and it still takes pictures, but Thom thinks maybe the image stabilization is broken.

We still reallly enjoyed the ride and want to do it again. Poor Sarah and Bill - every time they take us off road one of us gets hurt.

Thom is working on getting the pictures he took up on the website. They should be up later tonight.

V.