I had originally planned a longer ride but looking at the forecast and the lack of water, this ended up being just right. As it was, it was already too warm when we started and it got much hotter. So thankful for the shaded trails when we were in them. In the way up Dirt Alpine, on the last pitch of the steep section, a father and son were stopped and blocking the whole trail right at the base of it. I politely asked if I could go by as I was riding towards them. The son moved but the dad didn’t do anything, standing there sullen, and just looked at me like, “What did you just ask me to do?”. He said okay but then didn’t move at all. The problem was, he was on the riding line and while his son cleared a path, it was over a big root across the trail. Not optimal. I had no choice but to take the bad line. I cleared the section but I don’t know what his problem was. He did the same thing to Kathryn when she went through. I mean, I don’t think he had negative intentions but rather just has resting dick vibes! First time on Crazy Pete’s, which was pretty but really steep on a few sections. Kathryn thought I was trying to kill her. The steepest climb was heading south on Butano View Trail. I don’t think I’ve ever gone that direction before and I won’t ever again. It was so exposed and scorching hot, I jumped off the bike because I didn’t want to put in any more effort than I needed to. Overall we kept the pace, temperature appropriate. I slapped on the extra bottle cages to make sure we’d have enough water and we definitely needed them. Finished off the ride at Alpine Inn. 🍔🥤🍻 (Something happened to Kathryn on the ride, nothing serious, but she won’t let me talk about it so you’ll have to ask her what happened. 😜)