Been stuck at work these past weekends, bleh.
Saturday proved just another work day, my jealousy meter pegged into the red, what with spring in the air, everyone else on the planet getting out there.
4pm, I shut'r down, get the hay outta there, mentally calculating the amount of time needed to gear up, drive to the TH, get a Cedro ride in.
Timing proved just about perfect- last of the motos heading home for the day, that famous NM light getting all slanty-like, the singletrack completely empty but for me and the Yeti.
Man! I needed that.