Big Creek

My dad came to town, a little unexpectedly, today. I knew I'd see him around new years at my sister-in-law's wedding bit I didn't expect to see him in the ATL. Nice. We rode Big Creek.



My buddy Tavis was riding out just as we got there.



He and a friend of his, Richard, had been there about an hour or so already. They rode part of a lap with us. We rode three laps, taking three different routes, hitting most of the trails, even the greenway. The last time I rode Big Creek was the day after Mt. Mitchell last year, with my dad, no less. That day, my body was wrecked and he was having a hard time getting a full breath. Today was nothing like that. All fun, no pain.

Ahhhh.