Last week we took a week off to do a cyclocross race. Enough of that sillyness. Due to a family emergency we were not set up to leave work and go directly to a trail head. So we made our way back home, after a recycling run of course, and threw on some adventure clothes. then we proceeded to get lost and finally find the Middle Cottonwood trailhead. Thankfully the large group, um no one, waited up for us. It was a short 4 mile ride. Welcome back the the Gallatin, where rides are short and the trail unforgiving. A record tying number showed up in the form of 2 great riders. The massave fun ended in the dark. Maybe we will be prepaired next week.
Mo climbs up the Middle Cottenwood drainiage
The sun sets on Baldy Mountain
Mo climbs through the autumn colors
A night crossing of the Middle Cottonwood
Sun setting lit up the under belly of the clouds
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