Go Where the Rain Drains

It’s way wicked wet

And it ain’t over yet

Been a bike riding season I’d like to forget.

Might rain this Tuesday

But one thing I know

For rain shedding trail tread

There’s one place to go

Where the course ain’t a creek bed

Of slippery, gooey goop

Nor route lined with roots, slimed

From puddles of pea soup

If you’re not primed for grime climbs

Through slop like cow poop

Then let’s keep it simple

And go ride Swoops and Loops.

Meet Tuesday at 5:45 across from state park, Back Mountain Road.