After that adventure it was breakfast and coffee with some friends at Green Harvest. Go there.
Saturday was also the day for the second annual stream sweep for the Juniata River. About 50 or so people showed up to walk the river and banks to clean up trash and debris dumped or washed down in the recent storms. There was a lot of debris. At our site, which was one of the cleanest, we carted out two 55 gallon drums, a grill, remnants of a couch from '72, tires, a television, tarps, some unidentified very large inflatable object as well as many, many other items of trash. It's slightly disheartening to see how people treat something that I personally love very much, there have been some awesome kayaking adventures on that river, and the extent to which they disrespect it and those who use it. At one location alone there were two and a half large flatbed trucks worth of junk pulled from the river and that was only a dent in the trash that was back there. We did manage to do some good though, and there are a few less beer cans for our efforts.
After our lunch of burgers and hotdogs we moseyed up to Hebrews Coffee for some very much needed sitting time. The waitress was a girl who I sold spikes to recently at an XC invitational, and it was cool to talk to a happy customer.
Then the real fun started. I got home, loaded up and headed out for Joel's place to work out a few kinks in the new bike. Grippis never fails to deliver. After two very public spills, I got readjusted to the bike (which I hadn't ridden any distance on in months) and was enjoying the Huntingdon mountainside. The trails are so smooth and fast it's easy to loose track of yourself in the woods. Then B stops in the middle of a hill and a rock to the knee brings you back to yourself. A little help from a frozen bag of broccoli is always good though, and I am fine today. Grippis is somewhere I could go every weekend and never get bored with it. I prefer the singletrack there to the technical monstrosity that is Blue Knob. For me, running is my challenge. Upping distances, speed and unruly terrain are things I like to do with my own two legs. Put two wheels and 20 lbs. of steel between those legs and I'm going to die. It's just a matter of what root/rock is going to cause my concussion that turns into a brain bleed that turns into death. Joel and B like that technical stuff with all the rock gardens and logs. No. I only see death at every rock.
The new bike performed very well. I may get some new handle bars and seat, but as far as the bike, brakes and gears go, it's much more than adequate. Contrary to my adventure cohorts, I don't believe in paying more for a bike than I would for a used car. I like to sprinkle my funds across the board a little more. For instance: it's race season! All left over funds are most likely going towards gas and race entry fees. I'm also married! Which means I really won't have much in the way of left over funds! The next large purchase is going to be a paddle board. Although it stripped me of my keys in South Carolina, I will not be deterred! It was fun for all ten minutes I was standing up! Then of course there's the saving for travel which Kel and I will be doing in the coming months, and the fact that I was recently asked to run the Ragnar Relay in Utah next year. Therefore, yes I'm VERY happy with the way my bike is treating me and I'll be happy with it for a long time to come!
Now get out and do something! I'm going to go eat pizza.

