Saturday was the day Brent and I would be making a loop out of two of the very best alpine trails I know in the area. We met at the Mill D trailhead up Big Cottonwood Canyon, there were so many cars there at 7am I could not believe it. We headed further up canyon and arrived at the hair pin where our journey would begin. We got pedaling and immediately my heart began racing....my body was really suffering by now, I have had 4 hours of sleep that morning and my head was really out of the game and fatigued but the legs felt ok after the 40 miles they had on them so far. I made it 75% up the climb and then my heart rate just got way out of control as I reached 10,000 ft and I called it the quits and watched Brent tear up the climb. As we got to the top the scenery was as magnificent as it always is, a little less peaceful with 10 or so people up there but it was going to be a good day. We found our way to the new Pine Cone Ridge trail and descended fast! This was a roller coaster of ups and downs and just one massively long downhill. There were plenty of weeners coming up from the Park City on this trail so we had to pull over 10 or so times until we hit Mid Mountain Trail where we then began to traverse still losing lots of altitude. The ride so far was pretty easy with virtually no uphill pedaling. The aspens lie along side us at every moment with their leaves a bright rich healthy green. The trail was unbelievably good, those mountains are stunning when the snow melts. Little tourist know that when they come here on their vacations and use the snow, they are 100% more amazing when the snow melts. OK enough babble, by now we are at the Canyons and a good chunk of the Mid Mountain is complete. Looks like the resort set up some downhill bike runs and some good looking jumps and wall rides. I looked at them and I desperately wanted to go play on them but my weenie rental bike said don't even think of it. We reached the end of Mid Mountain and now were making our way up a dirt road which ended up being the wrong dirt road and instead of turning back we hiked a bike up some steep steep stuff, probably 1,000 ft worth it sucked. We did reach the Crest finally and it was relief to see the fmailiar single track. The bad news was we still had a bit of altitude to gain and every single bike in Utah showed up to ride today. As we rode on rider after rider coming in the opposite direction had little room so whoever was going uphill had right of way. By the time we found a good spot for our first stop I realized this was not a good day to be on the Crest. Yet we continued and moved over for another 50+ people on the rail. It drove me absolutely nuts, I have never even seen so many people on this trail, I had about 100 people total to deal with coming in my direction and not one that came up behind us. Apparently these butt holes were all shuttling and whoring the Crest at it's demise..... made me sad. Now we were at the top of Puke Hill and nothing but a fast descent and kick some dirt on the beaters coming uphill. Got the brakes so hot by the first hairpin I only had 50% of my brakes and then made it to the car after 4.5 hours riding. Eleavtion was about 3,000 ft and 22 miles of pure fun!
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