Thumb Butte July 29

Our first real off-road adventure. When I visited here in June to find a place for us to rent, I picked up a few trail recommendations from the Prescott Chamber of Commerce. I was lucky to talk to the manager there who is an avid rider himself. The discussion with Robert was my first real confirmation that the riding out here is as good as we had hoped. Thumb Butte was one of many on his list of fun trails.

We packed the bikes into the Element and headed up to Thumb Butte. You can see it from downtown Prescott. We met a few riders that moved here from California in the parking lot. We chatted for a while and they told us how to get from the trailhead to the start of their favorite loop. We rode up the gravel road to the "white rock." I'm not sure at what point Zach got so irritated... it might have been my creaking bike...but the road up to the white rock took longer than either one of us expected. And there were ALOT of rocks on the way up. Every rock we saw, Zach was sure to say: Was THAT the white rock? How about that one, was THAT one the white rock??? He only had two more days of freedom before starting his job. The thought of that probably had him a little on edge.

After just a little bit longer up the hill, we finally found the white rock. Total time up probably wasn't as long as it felt. We were both so eager to get off-road, the anticipation was killing us. We moved half way across the country and wanted to feel that we made the right decision.

It didn't take long once we found the white rock before both of us had big smiles on our faces. That's Adam on the phone.