Soft Sand Sucks!

Hunter and I did 49 miles today on a combination of roads and dirt. Well, not technically "together" the whole time as he kicked my butt! I can't figure out whether he just a better rider than I am or the fact that I had 3 rum and diet cokes last night to his one beer. I choose to believe the latter. Most of the dirt was good, hard packed red clay, but one short section of Norias on the way to Metcalf was soft sand. Again, it sucks even on a 29er with big fat tires. Bill at least managed to stay upright through the whole section. It's even harder to get going in it than it is riding through it (damn clips). But I was fine until the last 5 miles of dirt on Old Centerville to Bradley's. Without the sausage dog, I wouldn't have made it home (which was still 15 miles away). If there are patches of soft sand on those climbs in Idaho, I am toast!