Dog Valley and Peavine Mtn. trail ride

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We staged just off I-80 in Verdi near the Truckee river.



We had a group of seven.



Who invited the AFM scum? (Hint: SV650, race-winner, yellow team, not Dan.)



Looking south from Peavine toward I-80:



There are a lot of National Forest roads and trails around here.



I worriedly asked if we were in California. I haven't seen trees in years.





No Jeeps! No quadtards! Only motorcycles!



Blocked (sort of) to hinder non-bike access.



The Mild Bunch.



After coming down some really cool trails.



What are these white-bark trees? Aspen?



Bigger trees that don't drop leaves, just cones and needles.



Why don't the loggers cut like every other tree or leave every fourth tree? Clear cutting sucks.



That would a tough trail up in those rocks.



Many roads and trails met at our break spot.



Tagging the trees with navigational aids was unattractive.



I parked my YZ250 next to some ice during the snack break. My ancient Clif bar was too hard to masticate.



Kay wanted some action photos, which are tough with a digital camera delay.



Timed that one well, but I got splattered.



Um, tread lightly and all that.



Mis-timed.



We rode toward the clear-cut hill.



Not everything was singletrack.



Wait, Nevada, are you sure? I would think Ohio or Michigan if you showed me this picture out of the blue and asked me what state it was in. Nevada would be my 49th or 50th pick. Got barkbusters?



Hell yeah we hit that.



This was at another snack break but it is indicative of the trails we rode to get there.



When I say snack break, that's just for me. It's a beer break for the others.



We headed back to Peavine.



The climbs became moderately difficult in places.



A difficult climb (dry and rocky) brought us to the peak of Peavine mountain with 270 degrees of great views.

Looking east toward downtown Reno.



Looking south toward I-80. Beyond are is the snow-capped peaks of Mt. Rose and Slide Mountain.



Look west toward California. We were riding in the forested valley, Dog Valley. We did not get fired upon by the man with the private property the forest road goes through.



One of the many "peaks" of Peavine mountain.



We just came up this crappy canyon and were going right back down it.



Up at the top of the mountain we were just discussing the beheadings in Mexico. Looks like they got one of us.




The Dog Valley area reminded me of racing District 36 races in northern California. Call it Mendo meets Eldo. But it was small and whooped out instead of big and whooped out. It was dry as a bone, which sucked because I was tail end Charlie most of the day. We need more rain in the desert.

[Adiggity]

That looked like a fun ride! Nice pics.

Who invited the AFM scum? (Hint: SV650, race-winner, yellow team, not Dan.)

Mr. Avasino?

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Yes, recently unemployed, unfortunately.

[D1NO]

Great pics as usual E... BTW Johnny's back so c ya friday...