Solo Heaven

Sometimes I long to get out there all alone. Tonight was one of those times. Two and a half hours on the trails of Bright. Not another mountain biker in sight.

I'm a poet - and I didn't know it.

Not often you see Morses like this in summer.

All of Bakers Gully both sides - Odd Frog stuff - Huggins - Pines - Rambo - 6hr - Morses. This rivals anything in the world I reckon!

As much as I love it... maybe I really do need that EPERB for my birthday!

Now to rest until Sunday for the Alpine Classic.

Morses Creek (photos on the Blackberry, not so flash)