was the cut-off too the right for Red Cone Road. Dingweeds rode point scouting Red Cone Road, and within a couple hundred feet had had enough.
We started up Webster Pass road a bit to check that out, but before we were out of sight of the cutoff we stopped to wait for Dingweeds to come back. I thought Dingweeds saw us, and we headed up, but weirdest thing,, we must be camoflaged, 'cause he turned left and headed back down the mountain. By the time we realized that, we also figured out that even Webster pass was gonna be a handful, and with all three of our bikes only running on one cylinder, prudence dictated that we stick to easier stuff.