As is customary on a perfect spring Saturday in Boise, area fitness freaks had many activity options. A new mountain bike race series kicked off at the Velopark in Eagle. The Velopark Grand Prix boasts the most spectator-friendly all-terrain racing in the area and is sure to bring new life to the effort to raise funds to construct Idaho's first and only velodrome.
But for me and more than 2,200 others, it was time for the 33rd annual running of the Race to Robie Creek. Despite having been alive as long as the race, up until this weekend, I was still a Robie Creek virgin and a little uncertain about what to expect. And thanks to the amnesic effects of Mirror Pond Ale and Flog Her Lager (courtesy of Deschutes Brewery and Highlands Hollow, respectively) at the after-party, my memory of the 13.1-mile trek up Rocky Canyon Road and over Aldape Summit is a little hazy. But, given a little time, I think I can come up with a few remembrances. Look for them here, or in the pages of Boise Weekly in the near future.
For now, I will say with confidence that it couldn't have been a nicer day for a Robie cherry-popping, even if it was a little hot in the canyon. And at two miles in, I don't look too miserable. Yet.