Austin was destroyed by The Mist. BTW, that 7.4 rating is bullshit.
But that did not dissuade me from busting on the greenbelt.
A homeboy and I did a web of back trail stuff. We also ran into some gnarly freeride shit out there. My 80 mills would not cut it.
We also came upon a bum and/or meth camp out there. I once heard a story about 2 night hikers that were confronted by bums and relieved of their hand-crank flashlight/radio.
Tuesday had much nicer weather.
I went out with a friend to ride some west Austin hills. A little Lake Austin. A little Scenic Drive. A little Mozart's. A double dose of Mt. Bonnell. A dash of 2222. Just the right amount of beer.
That is the recipe for a sweet day.