Sometimes I live vicariously through my sweetie. For example, he’s an excellent woodworker, so “we” made my dad an exquisite cutting board for his birthday. Or he’ll do fancy tricks down ski slopes on his snowboard, while I ride along side him doing…non-tricks. Or he goes mountain biking while I…don’t.
But I am usually there when he gets home from his rides at the Camden Snow Bowl - he’s always energized (and pretty slick) from the work out, pumped about the technical riding Ragged Mountain boasts, and psyched about the views he worked hard for; he usually also has a story about convening with fellow bikers mid-mountain and all agreeing it’s one of the best mountain biking spots in Maine. By winter, a ski mountain, by the other seasons, a biking and hiking heaven.
Have you ridden Ragged? Share your stories below! Next blog post maybe I’ll tell you about “our” absolutely delectable lobster bisque…