Memorial Day weekend turned into a fantastic riding weekend.
The forecasted rain did not arrive on Saturday and Sunday allowing plenty of
singletrack riding. While I had planned on traveling to French Lick on Saturday, reports from the ground suggested
lots of mud. I didn’t want to travel to
BCSP due to the high traffic on the trails from the holiday weekend.
Instead I went to Versailles State Park in south eastern
Indiana. Versailles has 13 miles of fantastic trail but only a fraction of the
use that BCSP gets.
I saw only one other
mountain biker on the entire trail, plus three BMX’ers with no helmets. I also
saw several campers in jeans and windbreakers (and no helmets) out for a spin
and about to get into some of the more serious singletrack. I tactfully suggested they be careful and wear helmets before trying those trails.
The bustling Versailles State Park trailhead. All two of us enjoyed the trails. |
Versailles is also a DINO race later in the year and I
wanted to ride the course which runs opposite of 24 Hours of DINO route. I’m
glad I did as there were a few places in the trail that I’ll keep in mind for
the race. The trail itself was a bit muddy in spots, but generally very nice
and the ride was a blast. I put particular
emphasis on pushing any descent that I came to since I tend to be a bit too
conservative on downhills.
I ran across these interesting…things near a picnic table on
the Grandview Loop:
I’m guessing some sort of mushroom or fungi. Each one was
the size of a dinner plate and about five or six inches high.
And of course, the obligatory single track photo:
And the remains of the best post ride snack ever:
I was expecting rain Sunday but the morning dawned cool and
partly cloudy but with no rain in sight, so I took the singlespeed over to Fort Ben for a
few laps. The Fort had been a mud pit last time I was there, but trail work
targeting the muddy spots and warm weather had mostly resolved this. Overall a
nice day, although I saw very few bikers. Heck, I even saw more birders than
mountain bikers. Of course, the Indianapolis 500 was that morning so people may
have had someplace else to be.
Monday morning a heavy rainstorm came through turning the red
light on all local trails. Instead, I went for an early ride over to Crown Hill
to beat the Memorial Day crowds. The cemetery was beautiful and the weather was
perfect for an easy spin. However, I ran into many signs like these:
I ride through Crown Hill quite often, but rarely do I see
more than one or two cyclists in the cemetery. I chased down an employee in a
golf cart and asked why the signs had been posted.