Told by Jeremys bike Sorry it has taken me so long to write this, but Ive been busy hitting the trails this early part of the spring. A couple of weeks ago, Jeremy and his brother Jason took me riding down to Moab. Jeremy and I picked up his brother at the Salt Lake airport on Thursday night and stayed the night at a hotel right around the corner. Well they stayed in the hotel; I was stuck in the back of the truck all night. Where are all the bikes rights activist groups when you need them? The trip started off with a stumble as one of the bags didnt make it from Burlington. Contents of this bag included cycling jerseys, shorts, helmet, and casual clothes. Luckily, bike shoes & pedals were secured in the bag that did make it. Wed have to ad-lib the missing clothing and helmet. The drive from Salt Lake to Moab wound 250 miles south along I-15 through Provo and then turned east through Provo canyon, and then southeast towards Grand Junction, Colorado. The drive took about 4 hours and included a stop in Price, UT for some horribly burnt coffee and stale pastries. We arrived in Moab around 11 am and started to get acclimated to the area. The temperature was 70 degrees, the sun was blazing, and the energy level was high. Jeremy and I hadnt done much riding yet this season; he was still too busy skiing. So we were all a little nervous and feeling a tad out of shape. We decided we would ride Porcupine Rim today, which was fine by me since this trail mostly descended. Jason got his rental bike and Jeremy gave my feet some air and a good chain lube. We also made arrangements with a shuttle operator and were on for the 2:00 pm shuttle ride. Jeremy and his brother started to loosen up to get the juices flowing. I didnt need a warm-up, just show me some dirt!