North Fork of the Skykomish
Never saw a fir tree so big, I couldn’t wrap my arms around it. Have you?
Along the north fork of the Skykomish river, didn’t see a car. No cell coverage either. It was what my friend KK+ calls a Digital Detox. There were no drones, no inebriates, no work talk, or networking either.
Just riding on a bike built for a adventure purpose, the Trek 920. Read more about the 920 in Issue 24 Change. I nicknamed it the weekender.
That ride was the type of change I need and it’s a lead up to the Grand Fondo Leavenworth this weekend.
Based in a cabin, the weekender wasn’t set up for camping, but it can do that too
Mark V GFL stories from last year are still being told, and we’re on those forest service roads together this time.