|Photo: Erin Roe|
The ride itself put all of us on roads we'd never seen before. There was a thick cold fog that didn't go away that helps give that place a certain primeval eeriness that first drew me into it. The camaraderie of riding with friends with a common, even if changing, goal was something that I've missed a lot since I started working on the weekends. It was that riding with friends, smelling wet forest, and making my heart and legs feel like they were about to detonate that put me right there in Church.
|Photo: Chris Defiance|