I had a wonderful day of riding. I met my co-worker on the trail and took a picture of him and his son. Then I went to Dillons and ate a chicken dinner. Food is so good when I am riding. I take a lot of bike pictures, but really I am taking pictures of places I have been. I hiked down to the creek and I hear a loud crack. It was a mini-alvalanche, and it starteled me. I loaded my bike pack with some rocks I got from the creek and took them home to fill a hole in my drive. Added a lot of weight, but the bike handeled just fine. My gary fisher reminds me of a pick up truck. Its not fast, but it can haul a large load.