Simon and I went for a ride up to Majura and along the ridge line this morning. It was a gruelling ride of seemingly never ending steep hills, 2 of which appropriately being named Hell climb 1 and Hell climb 2. These 2 being around 15% grade. That and being -5 degrees made for quite a frosty lung burning, finger and toe numbing ride, it was so cold that my bike had frost on it when I got home. Beautiful scenery up there and some sweet little single track sections made for a perfect start to a Saturday morning.
Top of the ridge line looking towards the airport
Sime looking ahead to another brutal climb
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