..alas the veiled unicorn has not been found, it remains ever elusive. We spent a good portion of our ride on Sunday searching for some secret stash that we've "heard" about (don't ask my friends, because I won't tell). Of course this stash is like sub stash because what we were riding was kinda still primitive and out there but regardless the adventurous spirit of our small group of explorers had unicorn fever and we were determined to unveil this new stash of magikal dirt. Okay my metaphors are getting all mixed up but you get the picture. We didn't find what we're looking for, so sad, but there's always tomorrow as the saying goes and really isn't the fun in the exploration, the quest. We had a perfect late fall day of riding, we climbed till our knees squeaked and descended steepness till our forearms burned and even without the unicorn it was a top notch day with miles of stupid jokes and silly grins without another soul around...so beware unicorn, we have not given up hope that you exist, we'll be back.