Twas the dawn before Christmas, and all through the wood
eleven bikers went pedaling with Snoop Dog in the hood.
The cars were all parked at the Landing trailhead.
Wheels rolling at 7 is what the posts said.
Conditions were perfect. What else could we want?
Most bikes were one-speeds and four of them fixed.
With a couple of geared pigs thrown into the mix. We looped around Old Track then hit Lewis and Clark.
By that time the sunrise had conquered the dark.
A brief stop to regroup atop Norris Lane,
then descending Cascade was next for our train. A turn to the left to climb the stream bed.
Frozen dirt made it easier than we'd expected.
We talked at the four way at the top of the rise,
and opted for Bike Buster to some folk's surprise. "Now Baler, now Seibold, MC, Jelly, and Timmy.
On Piper, on Trevor, Bill, Kid, Cabana, and Jimmy.
To the depths of the valley..Chase that cattle dog!
Now dash away! Dash away! Pedal that cog!" A bit of play skidding thru snow in this sector,
was followed by climbing up Ridge to Connector.
The Ridge bar was not really up to the task,
as Baler was solo in toting a flask.
A dropped chain by Siebold on Morning's Choice descent,
was recycled forthwith, then down Rockburn we went.
The quick middle option proved just fast enough,
then we stopped at the branch and sessioned the bluff.
was recycled forthwith, then down Rockburn we went.
The quick middle option proved just fast enough,
then we stopped at the branch and sessioned the bluff.
As we rode up through Belmont we were feeling so macho
that we finished things off with Renegade and Nacho.
At Landing, by all, the skinny was tried
Seasons Greetings exchanged and to all a good ride!
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