Hey all. Just wanted to boast about what a fun time I just had, riding with the Texas boys in Austin this weekend. Me and my buddy Julian - also from Santa Barbara - were in the area on business, and arranged a ride with Eric Lancaster. We got more than we ever could have hoped for.
On Saturday, I met Eric for an urban ride. We started at the South side of Lake Austin, where we met up with two other Erics, Walt, Nate on Coker, and a brave out-of-towner on his 2nd or 3rd uni lesson ever. We made our way through various parks, streets, and bridges in the boiling weather, stopping for rocks, stairs, concrete skinnies, logs, picnic tables, and many other toys along our path. Everyone busted some really great moves. By nightfall, only Nate, Eric and I remained - we found ourselves in the middle of a gay pride parade on 6th St, the most happening street downtown. We managed to reach our destination with only a dozen blocks of honks, calls, and waves.
On sunday, Eric took Julian and I to a trail called City Park, in the Hill Country , where we met up with Steve, Scott Wallis, Jerry, and the infamous Drew (aka “Kanga-Drew” for his kangaroo-like forward hops). Oh, can’t forget Drew’s dog, too. We started the 6 miler in 92 degree weather. Much of it was rocky uphill, so we were forced to prove our uphill rolling and hopping skills - and sometimes lack thereof Seriously, I was really impressed with how well each rider attacked these steep rockbeds. Now if it wasn’t for Eric, who hid 2 coolers of drinks and snacks for us at the end of the third mile, I might not be here telling the story today. We were literally ready to pass out from the heat, when he unveiled those coolers, exposing about 40 bottles of water and gatorade, oranges, bananas, PBnJ, oreos, fig nuttens, and more. The sight would have brought tears to my eyes if I only had any water left in me. The seven of us sucked those bottles dry in a matter of minutes, and as we gained energy, bonded over stories about the burning effect of dehydration on urination, as well as the one about Steve’s titanium hip. After seeing how well he rides on it, I’m thinking I want one too! The second half of the ride dealt us a little more downhill, and we got loose enough that you could see us getting better in spite of fatigue. Finally the ride was over - boy were we tired.
Then Drew and Steve got the great idea of driving up to Bridge Point, where we’d ride down a super steep, rocky incline pressed right up next to a sheer vertical cliff - well over 100 ft at the peak. We were just crazy enough to accept the invitation, and we finished off with a few priceless drops off some 3-3.5 ft jagged rock faces. I’m sure Eric or Jerry will post those photos and video. Meanwhile, here’s a teaser below of Steve (photo by Jerry).
So, thanks to all the fantastic Texas unicyclists who came out with us, with a special thanks to Eric who saved us from sure dehydration, put a roof over our heads and a bed under our sore, sore butts.