The great albino mountain hog of Snake Creek

Went up to Snake Creek Gap to ride the first 17 out and back with a couple friends. I don’t remember it being as hard as it was. It might be because I took the Fargo and not the fat bike. Smaller tires and harder gearing probably contributed to my feelings about the trail today.

The weather was beautiful for the last day of January, so I was actually able to see some of the views along the ridgeline.


The Fargo handled really well. I put a new brake on the front this week and this was the first test of how it handled. There’s no shortage of steep technical descending on this route but I felt great the whole way.

The big event of the day was the hog that we caught sleeping on the trail. We stirred it (by grazing it with my pedal as I rode by) and watched for a minute as it groggilly decided that it didn’t really want to deal with us. Unfortunately, once it woke completely it started to cause some strife for other trail users, snorting and allegedly charging at some joggers and men on horse. The horse riders apparently began to shoot the beast with their sidearms. Woefully under-powered things that more than likely either did little more than further agitate the animal or put small holes in it resulting in a long agonizing death by bleeding out.

It’s a shame it came to that, but I’m in awe that I was able to encounter this creature as close as I did.

Today’s ride:

Keep on Rolling

I decided to take advantage of the unseasonably wonderful weather we’ve been having this week to get some riding in. I put off a little work today since Winter is supposed to return tomorrow, and as it returns, my good friend Alan is departing at the end of the week for Colorado.

He’d never been down to the Intrenchment Creek trails so I figured I’d get him to ride the Fargo one last time in Georgia.

I’ve known Alan for 15 years and this move is huge for him. He was the reason I turned up my dream to ride the Great Divide into a real plan. I’m jealous of the riding he’ll be able to do but I’m sure I’ll find an excuse to visit at some point.

I’m still finding new trails down in this part of the city every time I go down there. Sometimes the trails are so faint that it’s easy to get lost, and other times you chase a deer trail for a half mile and end up at a dead end in a patch of privet.

I don’t know why it took me so long to start riding down in this spot since it’s so close to home, but now that I have it’s pretty easy to string together this, the unfinished Beltline and a few other spots to get some good dirt in on a not super long ride.

Today’s ride: