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Escarpment Magazine Spring 2014
Theverdantgreen,moss trailcurvesaheadofme.
It is serpen-
tineand flowingat thesame time. Ihavenever riddena trail like thisbeforeand itassails
my sensesand Iwonder if therecan’t bepixies very far off. I have ridden inplacesas
far reachingasMoabUtah, SlatyForkWest VirginiaandZermatt Switzerland, never
have I seena trail stretchbeforemeas thisemerald stripof heavendoes. Stretchmay
be too strongawordas I am soon twistingand turning through the trees, inandout of
thesaddle,upanddownsteep littlegrades,mybreathinggets raggedand the thought
of pixies turns to self-preservation.
story|andy smith
photos| jeff macinnis
