I rode along this picturesque drainage ditch at Crosby Farm. Afterward, I snaked through the familiar trails that I often ride when I have a few extra minutes on my way to work.
I "dipped" my wheels in the river a few times when getting around deadfalls and other obstacles.
I continued along the river, even over the rocky bank. I lowered my tire pressure, and it was easy. I thought about what a roadie acquaintance said to me a few days earlier as I outrolled him down a hill and then kept pace with him on my ICT: "I bet it doesn't go up hills very fast". He was obviously trying to disparage my "fad bike", but whatever. Truth be told, I'm not that fast up hills on any bike. But any bike that can save me a few seconds up a hill wouldn't have a chance with sand and river rocks, so there is that.
The rocks got bigger, but I was careful to pick my line through the boulders.
I took the water route here, and got wet feet. Those underwater rocks are slippery.
I didn't have time to ride into this intriguing tunnel.
Later that evening, I was able to get out for a ride with my 9yo on her Straggler. She's a strong rider.