The Grandfather of Mountain Biking in the RoVa

Friday, February 02, 2007

Trail work on Mill Mountain

This past Saturday I spent three hours doing trail work on MM. It was cold...very cold on the "wrong" side of the mtn but once I got out of the wind it was quite nice. Paul Chapman had a diverse group. Me, a hiker, five Girl Scouts and three scout Moms. We divided into two groups. The GS's went to pick up trash, I think, while Paul, the hiker and I set to work bench cutting a switchback. The earth on MM was interesting. About 50/50 dirt to rock. The rocks were mostly fist to hand size and the digging was very easy except for the roots and the pulaski went thru them with ease. The GS's were pretty good little workers though I think they too a few too many cigarette breaks.
This was only the third time in my life that I have done legit trail work though I have done enough outlaw work to merit a pic in the post office. In my defense I must say that all of my outlaw work has been good stuff and enjoyed by many in the mtn bke community. One of my outlaw trails has been incorporated into a public system and I'm proud to say that it has been accepted as a gem. I don't know that any land owner has ever been aware of or offended by my projects but bottom line is that I have been a scofflaw and those days are probably over.
After the trail work I stopped at my favorite grease pit...Henry's Memphis BBQ. This is without a doubt the greasiest food in the RoVa and not co-incidentially, some of the most enjoyable. I got a big Q, fries and bottomless Pibb. The Q was such a mess I had to eat it with a fork. I probably should have just brought in a 9 in. section of garden hose and slurped the thing up.