The trail was much tougher, physically and technically, than I was expecting. I had to walk my bike up and down several sections because it was just too steep. 
Once on top of the plateau, I was able to see Lake Chatfield, the Hogback, and downtown Denver. The temperature was around 50 degrees which was a little cool, but not bad.
Since I finally had fresh legs to bike, I enjoyed three hours of cruising on the wooded trail.
As I was zipping down the hill, I had to abruptly slow down to avoid some deer chillin' in the trail. These deer were not very skiddish and let me pass on my bike rather close.
The little ones were very cute to watch. They kept worriedly staring back at me while their mother just kept feeding. Relax, little buddy. I brought my own jerkey.
As I was descending, I experienced my first hardcore bike wreck. I think I was going too slow and grabbed too much front brake. The result was me toppling over the handlebars and onto the ground. The bike continued its momentum and landed on top of me. I disgustedly pushed the bike off of me and avoided eye contact with the rider pedaling uphill. No problems other than some bruises and scratches, which means I should be going faster since I am clearly invincible. :) 
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What - no pictures of the bike wreck?!? That's weak.
Hey - do you even get e-mails that comments are posted here or do these comments go unnoticed. It looks like I am one of the only comment posters on your Blog, so I am just curious.
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