"Icarus, my son, I charge you to keep at a moderate height, for if you fly too low the damp will clog your wings, and if too high the heat will melt them. Keep near me and you will be safe."
Wednesday I took a rag-tag group of singletrack pirates on the epic route known as the Flight of Icarus (we didn’t ride the closed sections though – we always respect trail closures). The group was awed by the surreal views, brake-burning descents, and nail-biting ridgelines. The group consisted of a myself, Doug; a vagabond trail builder, Devon; a frequent toursit, and Drake; the grom from Singletracks who has been turing heads this yea with his first palce finsihes in Super-D and Short Track at the Angel Fire race two weekends ago. The ride was great, albeit a bit short (sure wish that trail went another 10 miles!).