Uncle Sam's singletrack

I spent Monday riding
the U.S. Army's turf.

Pam, shown here shootin'
down some skinny trail on her Turner,
led the way through the woods
near the Fort Richardson tank trail.

I hadn't been back in that area
for a couple of years,
and had never found
some of the singletrack she knows.

Eric, who I'd just met
at a trailhead on Sunday,
joined us on his Moots YBB.

The trails were good 'n' skinny,
rooty but fun,
and decorated with early fall colors.

I can't believe
I just typed "fall colors."
Wasn't it June just last week?