This past week I threw together an impromptu trip to the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont with friends and finally got to ride Kingdom Trails.
In a word, awesome. Really, this is Mountain Bike Mecca. We started riding at 2:00pm on Wednesday and finished after 6:00pm, grabbed a delicious meal and a beer at the local tavern. We did 14.8 miles and almost 1500 ft of climbing. Not bad for a late start.
Not long after while on a reasonably easy trail, I hit a small jump (something I had been doing all day). I landed wrong, the bike got away from me and I hit the trail hard. Really hard. It took me a few minutes lying still to take stock of my well being. My glasses came apart and cut my nose upon impact, leaving a trickle of blood on my nose. My helmet slammed again the ground twice and I had a slight headache, but it passed. My hip and backside took the hardest hit and I’m still having trouble sitting down. I kept riding for the rest of the day, but took it easy. I was pretty gassed by the end of the day, and as we wrapped up the skies opened up to a cool and refreshing shower. We ate at Mike’s Tiki Bar and the Vermont Food Truck, where I had perhaps one of the best cheeseburgers of my life.
We camped about 25 minutes north at a small campground that was dominated by RVs, with a few exceptions–including our site, which was a short hike away from the main campground and set next to a waterfall. We arrived late Wednesday night and set up camp in the dark. The ground was riddled with roots and a clear spot to sleep on was hard to find. But the white noise of the rushing waterfall helped lull me to sleep each night.
Despite the crash, I had a fantastic time and will plan a return for next summer. Vermont is a beautiful state and my love affair with it continues. Kingdom Trails, I will be back!