I was up and at em' this morning to met a buddy in Jamaica at 8:45. Only took me 1:15 from phattire headquarters in uptown Manhattan. Lots of transfers (A Train to the D; to the E; to the F) but the pay off was incredible. I devoured the tastiest singletrack I've ridden in over 5 years.
Cunningham consists two main loops divided by the Clearview Expressway. Each loop has technical off-shoots of varying difficulty throughout; all aptly named like “Thrilla”, “Ankle Biter” and “Viper”. My friend Alex and I hit every trail at least twice including a few sessions at the dirt jumps which are insanely fun. Download a map of Cunningham
here.
The weather was perfect. A few sprinkles here and there, but the overcast sky kept the sun from frying us. Couldn't have asked for better conditions really. The moisture softened the earth and gave it a tacky feel, although roots and rocks became a touch slippery.
Just as we were finishing our last jaunt through the “Iguana” trail, Alex landed a jump a little wonky and crashed into the underbrush. Turns out; he snapped his carbon fiber seat post. (Bummer!) Despite the broken seat post, the entire day was a blast. We rode for 4 hours and I'm looking forward to riding those trails again as soon as possible.
That's right. None. Yesterday was great and I happily rode to work, but today, I had to walk/take the train. It's not the worst thing in the world, but this morning's conditions were totally fabulous for riding. The Broadway Bridge was looking particularly stellar this morning. The Harlem Canal, though nastier than nasty, seemed to almost mimic that of a pure,babbling, country stream. It was the kind of morning that puts Stravinsky's Rite of Spring in your head. Nevertheless, I took the train to Yonkers for 9 hours of "fun".
