Twin Lakes

Cold spring weekend in the north woods. Second weekend in May and we were the only ones in the campground. I expect we had the last snow of the year, yikes! Nice paddling. Decent birding. Lots of riding on ski trails and old access and logging roads.

Which, of course, led to two crashes on the ‘cross bike. Both low speed but overall enough to yield some mystery bruises and a few good aches come Monday.

Once stupidly low-siding on a tamarack-needle-covered boardwalk. Bammo! I smacked it pretty good. Next day was riding some neglected access road with all manner of deadfall. Hopped a log, ‘round another when I flipped a stick into the front wheel. The front wheel jammed up before I knew anything and the bike started a nice slow rotation around that front wheel instead. Front somersault over the bars, onto both hands, tuck and roll. Not too bad. As I was going ass-over-teakettle I looked at that stuck front wheel and knew just what happened. Always gotta watch for those foot-long sticks.