At first I thought it was a lion, but I noticed the bobbed tail and wispy tufts on its ears. It ran downhill in a watershed gully to my left at around 30 miles an hour, and though it traveled over loose rocks and twigs, it did not make a sound, not a whisper. It seems that every time I take someone on that trail in the Blessed Mountains we encounter eagles, bears, deer, horned toads, or some other being. What comes to mind is that I have heard sane, educated people say that the search for life in outer space is an attempt to know we are not alone in the universe. If you ever encounter a coyote and are close enough for it to look into your eyes, it will tell you in no uncertain terms, with piercing stare, body language and vocal sighs, exactly what it thinks of you.
Nature provides food, water, clothing and shelter.
We may shuffle these gifts to others, but the gift we truly have to offer each other, the only thing we can generate, is understanding. When all things are good, when all things are right, the endorphines kick in at the top of the hill and the moment freezes. What Dreamride does best is take you to a place where you can glimpse a bit of understanding, a realization of just how precious and mysterious this world is. The places we ride are chosen for this purpose. Our methods are designed to eliminate clutter, so that you can get right to the heart of what thrills you about mountain biking.