Spent the weekend riding somewhat off the beaten path searching for some solitude. On Saturday, I spent 10+ hours following a thin red line on my GPS. All day I only saw 2 other people, both of whom were within a few miles of the trailhead. I rode some chunky singletrack, but most of the day was spent riding on doublerack, sans the hour or so when my bike rode me through hip deep snow. It's amazing how fast you can plumb your soul and return to center when you're left alone with your thoughts and only a pedal stroke to distract you.