Postcard: Heaven in an aspen grove

Photo by Devon O'Neil
Photo by Devon O’Neil

Sometimes I drool during a long mountain bike descent. I collect what I can at the bottom, maybe lick my mouth just to be sure the remnants aren’t egregious, then reflect on what caused the drool—usually some sort of physical and mental bliss on dirt. Involuntary smiling is another symptom of an awesome descent, as my old friend Ross demonstrates here in the middle of a peaking aspen grove this week.