|On the Platte River Trail near the turnoff for the Bear Creek Trail.|
My solo part of the ride in the evening was perfect, with the exception of frequent clouds of face level gnats along the way, of which I likely ingested several. However, the riparian zone along the trail was picturesque and full of wildlife. I saw several types of birds, a small Garter snake and signs of recent beaver activity on some trees near the water line.
|The Titan decked out for the ride on one of several bridge crossings over the Platte.|
|The sun setting behind some industrial buildings.|
|You might never guess that there's a bustling city 100 meters in any direction from this spot.|
Josh added another layer of entertainment to the ride with his bike mounted DJ system, featuring an iPod and a couple of thrift store boom box speakers lashed to his front rack. Through this apparatus, Johnny Cash coaxed us on the climb up Morrison Road, one of the few places where we encountered vehicle traffic on the route. After reaching the apex of the climb, Morrison was only a couple of undulating road miles away.
|Emily gives my bike a try.|
|I don't really get helmet hair anymore, but I often exhibit helmet head.|
|A view from the outside...|
|...and the inside of the Mill Street Deli.|
|Quite possibly the Morrison town mascot.|
|Josh breaking out the flannel for the downhill ride back to Denver.|
|Solo again on the route home. I was in the door at 2:00am on the dot after 43 miles.|