Out on the line
It didn’t rain today, so I took the born-again Trek up into the Impassable Wilderness under the logic of since it wasn’t raining I wouldn’t get as much debris slathered all over the bike.
It had been a while since I’d last transited any part of Leif Erikson Drive, so it was a slower haul than I’m used to. Oh, the horror – I had to spend more time in the woods.