- Jul 19, 2006
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I know this is late, but I want to show some pictures of my ride last memorial day weekend.
My husband, my son and daughter, Randy, and myself went up to Drummond Island on on Sunday and I rode 29 miles of THE ROCK. This was my first time there and I was a little nervous because of all the horror stories I have heard. My husband rode an enduro there about 10 years ago, and spoke of the slippery slimmy rocks.
I encountered logs upon logs, rocks, and mud throughout. I have not mastered logs yet, and found 6 in a row was my limit as I struggled to get the bike over them. I am ok if they are under 6 inches and are touching the ground, but when they are bigger and not touching the ground I fight my bike over them. I can say I was exhausted at one point.
Some single line trails
My husband, my son and daughter, Randy, and myself went up to Drummond Island on on Sunday and I rode 29 miles of THE ROCK. This was my first time there and I was a little nervous because of all the horror stories I have heard. My husband rode an enduro there about 10 years ago, and spoke of the slippery slimmy rocks.
I encountered logs upon logs, rocks, and mud throughout. I have not mastered logs yet, and found 6 in a row was my limit as I struggled to get the bike over them. I am ok if they are under 6 inches and are touching the ground, but when they are bigger and not touching the ground I fight my bike over them. I can say I was exhausted at one point.
Some single line trails