This past Saturday, I made a solo trip up to the mountains to get out after a hectic past couple months. I headed out early and was at the trail head of Slick Rock Trail and aired down by 7:00 am. I started at the Lake Alpine side where there was still snow patches on the ground in the trees. I was a bit apprehensive about going into the trail as last season, I ran the trail the opposite direction and made it to the new trail reroute and had to turn around due to the boulders in the trail. I figured worst case, I would turn around again and hit some other trail.
So in I went. There's a bit of a "Gate Keeper" that was not really a challenge and then some twists through the trees and BAM, the first real obstacle and damn, I walked it and was about to turn around when I noticed the official bypass around it to the right. I walked it real fast and determined my line, as it's down hill, off camber to the right with a hard left turn. I made it through with no issues and continued on.
Then came the 2nd hard section of the reroute and damn. Got out and did some more scouting and the line to the hard left was looking like the best option, nothing like off camber to the drivers, squeaking by trees. OK through that one and I still haven't made it to the section I saw last year.
And then I come to this one spot in a clearing on the granite and go, this must me it. I got out and walked the section up and down several times, trying to decide whether to go for it or not. I kicked over a few rocks and visualized my line and tire placement and then said "F-it" and went for it. With a slow approach and hitting my marks and some assistance from gravity, I made it down, hooked the turn toward the bottom and made it through the last section of the reroute with a little help from the skid plates, sliders and rear bumper.
During the rest of the trail, I made plenty of use of the sliders, a little more use of the skids, a couple hard drops on the rear bumper and even some use of the front bumper.
The whole time on the trail, I ran across no one, not one vehicle on the trail.
Man, it was a good day, and even through I was riding solo, the dogs were there in spirit, and could be heard running around every time I was in the rocks.
Coming down the reroute
Tight spot
Bottom of reroute