I struggle with trail runners. The general rules are: downhill traffic yields to uphill traffic, bicyclists yield to pedestrians, and everyone yields to horses. But when I'm hiking/running, I always step aside for MTBers, regardless of who is going uphill, because it's easier for me since I'm on foot and not wrangling a bike. On Saturday, as we were riding downhill towards Hammerhead, two runners were coming up; I pulled over but they waved me through with a smile. Later, while we were going down the backside of Rambler, I pulled over twice to let runners come up the hill past me, despite their telling me I could come through, and then each of them thanked me. But while climbing towards Rambler's sixteen switchbacks, I came upon two trail runners coming down. It was a narrow bit of trail but easy for them to step off, and I was going uphill. I didn't pull over for them and they yelled at me about it. **shrug**
Cruising up the Nouvelle Loop
As far as the ride went, I felt like I climbed pretty well, while H was definitely riding slower than he usually does. There also was no headwind for the final climb back to the truck which put me in a very good mood. Since it was a beautiful day, we stopped at our picnic stop post-ride. A hummingbird buzzed us for about a minute, checking out my pink watch and the red of the taillights and on the PBR cans. And just as we were finishing up, a Nuaquos truck pulled up and handed us a couple of sports drinks. They were just driving around, stopping at trailheads and giving out their product. They took our picture - since we were looking all sporty, sitting in front of our dirty MTBs - and took off. Our guess: they only took our photo since we were wearing hats and they couldn't tell how old we really are.