After a solid week of gagging up green bits of lung butter (Hmm, wonder if you could sell that at the Boulder Whole foods.... natural, organic, and locally produced...), The bubbling & gurgling in my lungs started to subside enough to make me think I might be able to haul my carcass and these strange and unfamiliar things up some hill in the backcountry.
this place, a treasure trove of Mountain Bike guidebooks and maps. Ah, the stuff dreams are made of. Guidebooks for rides from Argentina to Wisconsin, all the exotic riding destinations. Spring is time to road trip. Get yours.