Peak-a-choo, I choose you

I didn’t go anywhere for the holidaze, but we did have a visitor or two. Various devil bugs and other afflictions resulted in fewer athletic endeavors than the norm. But those that did occur were goodies.

Run/ride. Paula and I did several techy loops out at Tucson Mountain Park. I finally realized that the best way to ride Hidden Canyon is coast-to-coast-to-coast. I tried to count my dabs, dividing them into four quadrants (up/down, up/down), but lost track, drawing question to both my riding and mental abilities.

On the way to Brown Mountain

I managed to keep track on Brown Mountain (one way), and the result was 3. A pretty good run. With the Behemoth the climbs never seem too challenging anymore, but the final descent always gets me somewhere. I didn’t have enough confidence to roll the alternate staircase line without stopping for a look. That was another dab.

We also did some hiking, to a well known and amazingly fun peak just off the interstate.

Ever ride that trail? Looks sweet, eh?

Good luck getting your bike up there (there are no signs prohibiting bicycling on park trails)

It’s no easy hike, and there’s plenty to keep this mountain biker interested.

The views are pretty good too. Highly recommended if you’re passing between Peenix and Tucson and have never hiked it:

Picacho Peak.