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<\/a>It was cool and breezy at the top. The clouds had made way for the sun, and from where we were to the sea out over the Keolu hills was bathed in light. The cockroach bottle was gone or broken to join the other pieces of green and brown glass in the dirt of the hilltop. Root noticed on the climb that there was a gap between his left crank and the bottom bracket. Had it loosened? The bolts were still tight, so maybe we hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t gotten the right side fully pressed up against the bearing when we installed the set in haste on Tuesday night.<\/p>\nAfter resetting the cranks and taking a good long bar break, we dropped into the loose groove downhill and headed back toward the big tree<\/em>. Root laid it down as the back of the bike slid into the groove, and the front tried to climb the walls of the rut. We took Chris down the shoulder knocker singletrack<\/em> that he missed last week, then we climbed up to the tree and dropped down the flailing fat guy singletrack<\/em>. Completing the upper trail<\/em>, we recovered at the junction with the main trail. A heavy-set dude with no helmet or water went motoring past. Chris asked if that was the namesake of the trail we had just come down, but I told him it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t. A little further on, we passed a dude out running with his dog.<\/p>\nReturning along the trail, we chanced the ravine cutoff<\/em> that Ckucke had taken last weekend. Both then and going outbound this time, I noted how clear the trail was down in the valley, so I was curious. After the initial drop and a brief grown-in section, the trail cleared and descended along a gentle grade punctuated by a good root drop ledge to the valley bottom. The climb out was not that steep, but was washed out and like a root staircase. Only a technical riding god could make it up this way. The trail might be cleanable in the opposite direction. As we pushed up and out, curiosity satisfied until our memories of the un-fun climb faded, Chris saw the chubby dude ride past on the main trail. I can see why Ckucke said it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t worth it.<\/p>\nBack at the inner loop junction<\/em>, we rested, then decided to do the inner loop<\/em>. We climbed it in two pitches, resting at before the steep climb to the top. There we were momentarily fascinated with the numerous Brassaia saplings there that were zig-zag shaped. At some point in their lives, they had been bent or broken, then continued to grow, resulting in the weird shape. One looked like a plumbing p-trap like under a sink \u00e2\u20ac\u201c complete with long, graceful curves. Root suggested breaking one and seeing what happened. I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t feel like waiting the many years it took to find out. An older dude on a D\/S went climbing past us as we sat there philosophizing on crooked trees.<\/p>\nWe worked our way through the rock garden<\/em> and the climbs. Along the way, Root occasionally tried bending Brassaia saplings, but they would snap. The cambium was still attached, so they might recover, heal, and start growing upward at the break again. We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll see in a few years\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 Descending the last pitch to the main trail, we turned down the Lauae fern drop in<\/em>. In the normal direction, this route was definitely anti-climactic. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s OK if the inner loop<\/em> is bypassed, and we climb up the exit backwards and do the drop. Heading back on the main trail, I noticed a change in the air temperature, and thought I smelled rain, so I put on the power to try and get back down before it started. When the trail broke out into the light, there were no outward signs of impending rainfall, so I dialed it back down. The descent down the road to the trailhead was quick and rippy with a lot of back and forth dicing.<\/p>\nOverall it was a good ride. The riding pace was good \u00e2\u20ac\u201c we were generally pushing the exertion level to failure then resting and doing it all over again. I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t feel as \u00e2\u20ac\u0153on it\u00e2\u20ac\u009d as I did last week. I was the one feeling worked this time around. Soon after we reached the cars, jogging guy and dog came out too. I was going to pet the dog, but she was all tired and overheated and dehydrated, so was acting a bit flaky.<\/p>\n
D = 11.65 km (7.24-miles), Vavr = 11.7 km\/h (7.3 mph), Vmax = 38.3 km\/h (23.8 mph), T = 59-minutes (actual trail time about 3-hours)<\/p>\n
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<\/a>It was hot and windy when I arrived at the trailhead. Along the way, the sun cast spotlights of bright through gaps in the cloud cover hovering along the ridgeline of the Ko\u00e2\u20ac\u2122olaus. The sun at the trailhead soon disappeared as the Northeasterlies blew a new crop of clouds in from the sea. The wind was still nice, even if it brought with it the scent of a dead critter somewhere down the road. Root and Chris showed up and we geared up to hit the climb. Jeff, Sara, and JT had various commitments, and Ckucke was unreachable, so it was only the three of us. While we were eating our pre-ride strawberry-flavored pink cotton-candy, a pair of off-pavement pedestrians came down the trail. They said the conditions were really dry, and true to their word, the trail was as dry and dusty as last week. There was no dampness or signs of recent running water. We climbed Government Road<\/em> and did the side loop<\/em> to start again. The log on the descent to the lower traverse<\/em> was missing. I missed the log. The log was good. Mourn the loss of the log!<\/p>\n