Chucks new Gary Fisher 29er. That's odd? Powder blue just like Trish's.
Chuck then led us to a series of relentlessly rocky 4 wheeler trails that have zero flow, and no fun factor. The last time Chuck had ridden these trails was before the invention of the 4 wheeler
This was an out and back ride so we got to ride the same poorly chosen B/S trails twice.
This is when the ride got good. The ride leader couldn't stay in the lead so Sally and Trish blasted right past him and a crucial right turn to get them back to the car. We thought that they might have taken the wrong turn and hatched a half assed search plan that took me and Mooch back to the parking lot and Chuck down to 233.
The search didn't work. When we got to the lot, nobody was there. The girl's were lost. We knew where Chuck would be so we drove down and met him hoping that he found them. No such luck. No girls. Just Chuck. It was now almost dark. After 2 trips in the VW we all got back to the parking lot and were coming to the conclusion that we would be heading out into the woods in the dark, with no moon and no lights, looking for the LOST GIRLS.
And then out of the darkness they rolled. What a relief. They found thier way out after realizing the wrong turn and back tracking.
The lost girls.