A quick solo ride up to Slate today. Raining and 50 degrees, frozen fingers and slick rocks. Cold clouds spilled over all the ridges, but the trail showed the first hint of summer's rhododendron tunnels.
Cohutta is coming. Thinking already about lining up in the chilly morning, and about the climb up to Potatopatch, and about hitting that sweet descent on Thunder Rock Express at mile 98. Let's race!