Last Sunday, Mr. and Mrs. Outlaw accepted our invitation for a tour of Norchaux trails. A little pow-wow with LarryLarry gave me an idea of what they have and have not seen in Michaux...as well as what lies and flummery he'd been feeding them about the stellar trails up here.
So, we tried to make good on his campfire tales of epic singletrack and, with five other locals thrown in the mix, led a 5 and a half hour tour of our backyard.
Joe let me try out the Jones and I gave it back to him with a flat tire. Now that's being appreciative. The spare tube looked like it was a victim of a strafing run--it was definitely a case of Re-use! Which reminds me--I have a slew of tubes to patch in the basement.
A few stops, a flat, a couple beers, fun trails, and of course the obligatory ribbing and joking, all added up to a great ride.

Waiting while Joe fixes my flat on his bike

Slab-arific

What post would be complete without a shot of a bee butt?