I’m sitting here at Charlotte/Douglas International waiting for a connecting flight… and the internet here is fast as hell – so I figured I’d update this. This Monday, I went back over to Coyote Hills, this time for some mountain biking. There was always this dirt path that I wanted to go on before with my road bike, but couldn’t… so I tried it this time, and the result was a testament to how looks can be deceiving. Full of rocks, muddy, and flat. At least the scenery was nice even if a little smelly as always.
Then I rode up this hill in the middle of the park where the Police gun range was, and found a single track that went around the back/edge of the hill.
I turned around and went back to the gun range, and rode down a fire road which ended the ride. I miss Soquel already.