Upon our return to the desert, we had a couple of wild weather days. Saturday, while H worked on his road bike (shifter cable issues), Milton and I did the Pipedream MTB/hiking trail from Jackson Street to the Hidden Valley trailhead and back again. After the morning rain moved out, it was gorgeous: sunny and cool. And not too crowded as we only encountered five MTBers, two trail runners, one hiker and four horses-and-riders, plus two dogs.
Some of the trail had been impacted by small dirt slides but nothing was entirely washed out; some of the side-hill sections were simply more side-hill-y. Milton scared up a desert cottontail that quickly eluded him in and among the rocks, and it was still too cool for lizards until we were on the return trip.
That afternoon, we rolled (via skateboard and town cruiser) to Woody's for a beer - although there was still a lot of red dirt on all the streets and I got anxious for my whitewall tires. The bartender was in a good move and had time to show us photos from her month-long stint in Alaska; another customer bought a round of tequila shots for the bar, to celebrate that he'd done his first BASE jump that morning and didn't die. Hooray!
While we were there, a fast-moving thunderstorm blew in from the west, bringing lots of lightning and a spate of hard rain. The gutters in the streets filled up and were flowing fast; Millcreek got muddy and came way up but stayed within its banks this time. It was over in less than a half hour, however, and we were able to get home dry, in time to invite our neighbor Amelia and her Underdog Moscow to come over for an evening firepit.
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