3 ride recap - No wind means lots of weekend riding

Fri - Gilbert state forest in foxboro - Another "quick" solo ride on the
way to cape cod. First mile was on fire roads that were flat enough to
blade on, THEN I hit the trail.  Nice single & double track with
technicalities galore.  I followed the green loop which the trail marker
said was 2.6 miles (after 2.6 miles it said 3 miles,
after 3 more miles it said 3.4 miles and another sign said ?20?), so I
guess the park ranger is a real bastard like myself (payback is a
bitch!).  BIG and I mean big rocks, and some great drops, 7 mile rock
garden - my neck and shoulders are killing me, will this trail ever end.
I did lunge up one nice thigh high rock - well
second try after pulling myslelf together and out of the bushes.   Loop
was 12 miles of awesome riding.    5 full buckets that will definetely
spill if you take them on this ride.

Sat - Trail of Tears - Centerville cape cod - Moas is back - It was
brother jay (MOAS), karen (train wreck) and me.  Jay did awesome
considering he still has quite a bit of metal in his leg.  Nice 10 mile
or so loop, with a dozen or so (on and off trail) technical moves -
couple of swabs were had.  Pretty easy riding - 2 1/2
buckets - followed by japanese food (4 1/2 buckets) - quotes from MOAS
"she must have a crumpet up her ass!" - the waitress that tried to get
me drunk - no joke "ummm could I get some club soda with this glass of
absolute??"

Sun. - Kingston woods or should I say Kingston DUMP in plimouth -
another MISadventure.  Train wreck and I Found the "trailhead" and
headed into the woods on some double track.  First couple single track
side trails we found ended out being over grown - (Freee pine needle
flossing - oral hygene on the trail is
important).  We ended out following this fire road that was covered in
trash (enough stuff to furnish an entire home - 15 refrigerators, 8
couches, 5 washers & dryers etc...  It appears we are riding in the
dump, not kingston woods.  The trail then hit a huge sand pit with
monster truck sand imprints (interesting riding),
found the trail again, but couldn't find any single track that was
ride-able.  Trail ended in this brand new housing complex (more like a
mansion farm)  and some lady started yelling at us for tresspassing.
>From here it was suburban bushwacking until we hit a main road.  Some
technicalities were found in the rock garden
landscapes of these rich homes (people kept yelling at me!!) - dont they
know that the 1st 10' off their yard is owned by ME.  Ok - We finally
see a STOP sign and eventually hit the main road where we find a good
trail (1.5 miles) back to the car train wreck kicked ass.  She even beat
me up a technical climb!!  Then I rode UP some steps at the church and
back down  Then a nun came out and gave me a "nice bike!" .  On the way
home train wreck and I stopped for food at the pizza/deli factory and
witnessed deli shoppe manager RAGE.  This chick was going nuts (I bet
her name was lisa!), slamming stuff down yelling at the employes - then
with a smile "hi can I help you", I told her she looked beautiful when
she was angry, but that didnt help as she was gripping the pizza knife
with white knuckles only found on the red trail at mott hill. Rating -
get a small metal bucket and spit in it - "twang" thats it - this trail
doesn't even get a gag or a dry heave!  If you do go make sure and
bother everyone in the hood.  We followed this ride with roller blading
along the canal with white trash spectators (trailer park near by)  and
many a beached whale (so much for the oil shortage) - moo moo style -
yikes!! ( I know - not so P.C. - so sorry).

Note to Desjar - english to english recap translator will be available
soon!
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