A Wild and Wonderful Week

Solo mountain biking in West Virginia

RAVEN ROCK: No better way to start the trip than a ride at Cooper’s Rock, still my favorite ride in all of West By God.

Two large trucks transporting gravel on a muddy construction site surrounded by hilly terrain and foggy weather.
FROM DAVIS TO ELKINS: Spent the first night in Davis but decided against riding there, opting to devote the week to riding places I’d never been. The first part of the drive was through the clouds, and even though the mountains of WV pale in comparison to the mountains out west, this sight reminded me that you don’t have to drive the country roads to see something wild.

JOEY”S BIKE SHOP: Stopped at the local bike shop in the cool little college town of Elkins and got a chance to chat with Joey Riddle, a regional legend and veteran mountain bike racer. He confirmed that my next destination, the Mower Tract Basin, was a great place to ride. Getting to the trails involved a seven-mile drive on a gravel road back up into the clouds. The trail system is only a few years old and is well-signed and maintained despite being pretty far “out there.”

A mountain bike rests on a wooded trail surrounded by tall trees and pine needles, with patches of moss on the ground.

A mountain bike lying on a dirt trail surrounded by tall trees in a forest. The ground is covered with fallen leaves and moss. The scene is overcast and suggests a peaceful, natural environment.

A rocky trail winding through a dense forest, with tall trees on either side and patches of green moss and leaves scattered along the path. A bicycle rests on the ground beside the trail.

Narrow trail running through a dense forest with tall trees and scattered rocks along the path.

Close-up view of black animal droppings on a dirt trail, with a mountain bike tire in the frame.
SHAVER”S MOUNTAIN: I really enjoyed these trails even though I only rode about half of the total mileage available. There’s some awesome campsites, and I stopped at one of them to talk with a couple who had pulled their trailer all the way up the forest service road to a beautiful overlook. Turns out that the guy was the great great grandson of the namesake of Shaver’s Mountain and the Shaver’s Fork of the Cheat River. We had a really cool conversation about the abundance of bears in the area, and shared travel stories.

A small waterway running through a natural area, surrounded by trees and shrubs, with a beaver dam made of branches on one side.
JUNCO LOOP: Apparently the beaver wanted to help make a bridge for this section of single track. The area is a reclaimed strip mine, and there’s plenty of evidence of reclamation and regrowth,

A white barn in a green field with a large radio telescope structure in the background, surrounded by rolling hills and cloudy skies.
GREEN BANK OBSERVATORY: Started heading south toward Snowshoe, but couldn’t get a cell signal because of the radio blackout in the area that keeps the space signals clear. Stopped for directions, and a friendly local told me I was on the wrong side of the mountain. I liked that and I love West Virginia people, Despite all the stereotypes, I’ve never had a bad encounter.

A two-story yellow building with a porch and outdoor seating, featuring large windows and a black vehicle parked in front.
DIRT BEAN: After checking in at the Snowshoe Inn, I did an orienting ride of the basin side, then woke up the next morning and headed toward the small mountain town of Marlinton, a place I’d always wanted to visit. Dirt Bean Coffee and Bike Shop (checkout the website) was created by another veteran mountain bike racer and is well worth your patronage if you’re ever in the area. While I was eating my fully loaded De Kine Bagel, I had another cool conversation with a father/daughter couple who were also riding Snowshoe. They were from Ashville and the dad was a veteran whitewater kayaker who loved paddling the notorious Green River Narrows and the Gauley River.

A mural featuring the word 'WELCOME' at the top, depicting a mountain biker riding through a scenic landscape with pink flowers at the bottom. The mural is located in Marlinton, WV.
MONDAY LICK TRAILS: The plan was to hit the local single-track just outside of town for my morning ride. The system was designed on a series of ridges and involved climbing for about 20-30 minutes up a forest road, then ripping down the fresh and well-built singletrack. Got a chance to talk to one of the trail builders from Appalachian Dirt and Rock Solid Trail Contracting who happened to be from Davis. Again, I didn’t ride all of the available singletrack, but I definitely will someday.

A mountain bike lying on its side on a dirt path surrounded by trees and fallen leaves in a forested area.

A modern green cabin with large windows, a flat roof, and a man standing in front. Surrounding trees provide a natural backdrop.
On one of the trips back up the ridge, I decided to pull into the driveway of this cabin to see if it was an AirBNB. My wife and I are planning on building small home on our property in Northern Michigan and I’m really interested in this design. Turns out the guy who was renting was from Ohio, and once again I had a nice chat with a total stranger.

Sunset over a mountainous landscape with trees in the foreground and a colorful sky.
A scenic view from a mountainside featuring a ski lift, tall trees, and a lake surrounded by autumn foliage under a clear blue sky.
SNOWSHOE: The main destination of the trip was supposed to be the Snowshoe mountain bike trails. The folks at Fort William in Scotland thought it was strange that I had never ridden there, given the fact that it’s one of the best downhill mountains biking destinations in the US. So I vowed to go this year.

Sign marking the trail 'Double D' at a bike park, with a closed sign and forested area in the background.
I”M TOO OLD TO BE A BIKE PARK KID: The gameplan was to ride the blue trails as a warmup to the technical rooty and muddy black trails and use an access road to ride back up to the top of the slope each time. After checking out Dirt Beaver and Dreamweaver, I decided to try the “E” trail which I found to be blown out and generally slow and no fun. The 6000 Steps trail descends the other side of the valley, and honestly, I was already tired of the noise and business of the bike park, so I decided it would be interesting to climb rather than descend the 6000 Steps Trail.

A forest path surrounded by tall trees with sunlight filtering through the branches, featuring a bicycle lying on the ground among moss and fallen branches.
BACKCOUNTRY-ISH: It was a great decision, and I really enjoyed the climb up the ridge as well as the singletrack along the Allegheny Trail. The views to the East from the backcountry cabin were Pure West Virginia.

A scenic view from a mountain overlook featuring a wooden railing, with a mountain bike leaning against it. In the background, rolling mountains and a clear blue sky are visible, surrounded by trees and greenery.

A rustic log cabin with a wooden porch overlooks a scenic view of mountains under a clear blue sky. A mountain bike is leaning against the porch railing.
ALWAYS THE NEXT TIME: A great loop would be to descend Rooty Pebbles at the park, climb 6000 Steps, go north on the Allegheny Trail, descend Bailout back to Shaver’s Lake, then climb back to the top of the slope. On an ebike, of course. Otherwise, I concluded, the riding at Snowshoe Bike Park just wasn’t for me. Fortunately, the guy at the bike shop set me straight.

Menu page for The Dog House at Country Roads Kitchen, featuring the address, contact number, and business hours.
DINNER FOR THE NIGHT: Hotdogs and beer, right across the street from the Snowshoe Inn. All you need.

A lineup of classic cars parked in an open area, with a mix of colors and models under a clear blue sky and surrounded by trees.
SHOULDER SEASON: Not many people at the Snowshoe Inn (perfect) but eventually a couple of vehicle clubs rolled in. Strange contrast between off-road wheelers and Porche afficionados.

A parking lot filled with various SUVs on a clear morning, surrounded by trees and mountains in the background.
A black bicycle resting on the ground in a forest, next to a colorful sign that says 'Yep, You're Lost.' The background features tall trees and moss-covered ground.
NOT REALLY: The bikeshop guy pointed me to the trails at the north end of the resort, where the trails were in much better shape but no less rocky and rooty. Even though the “zone” was relatively small, it was enchanted, beautiful and unique.

A mountain bike leaning against a tree in a lush forest with tall, straight trees and a narrow dirt path covered in green moss.

A mountain bike leaning against a tree on a rugged forest trail surrounded by tall trees, rocks, and exposed roots.

A serene forest scene showcasing tall trees and a small creek, with ferns and a bike resting on a wooden plank near the water.
SILVER CREEK: Bikeshop guy also pointed me to the trails beyond the ski slopes to the north, which I found to be classic West Virginia singletrack – exactly what I came for. Once again, I saved some for later.

A mountain bike lying on the forest floor with a bike repair station in the background, surrounded by trees and sunlight filtering through the leaves.
I COULDN’T BELEIVE IT WAS OVER: This is possibly the only trailside tool post I’ve ever encountered that actually had all the tools intact and unpilfered.

Close-up of a dirty black rail with the word 'RAIL' partially obscured by dirt and debris.
The Trek Rail performed perfectly throughout the week: nearly 100 miles of hard riding and 13,000 feet of ascent. On the way home, I decided to drive across WV and head up into Ohio on Rt, 77. Along the way, I drove by the Rich Mountain Battlefield, and got treated to a nice history lesson about how WV seceded from Virginia because they didn’t want to be a slave state. I believe there is still a vibe in this state that speaks to that sentiment. Also along the way, I saw a sign for Watters Smith State Park and decided to check out a place that I hadn’t ridden in 16 or 17 years. In the parking lot, I had the good fortune to meet the original train builder, George, and another guy, Jason, who does a lot of trail maintenance and who also coaches the local NICA team Great people and they took me on a fun ride around the trail system. Really glad to have met them. And it turns out that they know Joey Riddle from Elkins as well as the trail builder from Davis. Such a cool community of riders.
I couldn’t imagine a better ending to a wonderful time in a state I love.

The Ghost of the Knob

There is a ghost at Vulture’s Knob. It will always be there, even after the sounds of mountain bike tires slipping up the slatey climbs and roaring down the rutted clay descents exist only in the memories of countless riders who became the life of the place over the four decades of its existence.

They’re part of the ghost. The racers, and the drinkers with riding problems, and the people who found mountain biking helped ease the pain of whatever they were fighting through, and the people who just rode because they loved to ride mountain bikes. They rode the original gnar, scratched and scraped into a few steep ravines in the Killbuck Valley in north central Ohio (a few of which functioned as trash dumps for ancient owners of the place).

And there have been many owners and race promoters and groups of people who tried to make the place go. They are the true ghosts. The people who actually owned and paid taxes on the land and allowed anyone to ride to their desire on some of the oldest and nastiest trails you’ll find anywhere. Yes, anywhere. In Ohio.

No, VK wasn’t Squamish or Doctor Park or Soquel Demo Forest or Bennett Gap or the Golfie or someplace in the Alps. But the first lap always hit you hard no matter who you were. And you rode the second lap and it felt better. You stopped there because in a small way, you survived. Now it was time for a beer with your buddies.

Legend has it that the ghost stole all the signs on that last weekend VK was open. They disappeared. Then reappeared when the recent caretakers of the place protested that the signs were theirs, to be placed on a new property where the Knob would be resurrected.

But everybody knows you have to die to be resurrected. And ghosts never really die.

The ghost got Phat Jay a few years ago. He was taken out on a stretcher. Nearly broke his neck. On another night, his Groovy Cycles custom-built , sweeter than any bike you have ever known, got stolen there during a late night event. Never to be recovered. It’s fitting, I guess, that he ate shit again on our final ride, got back up and kept riding. But the ghost had already exacted its toll. Really, on Jay’s heart. He was one of the pioneers of Vulture’s Knob, one of those people in the early days of mountain biking who were hucking shit on flat bars and 26 inch wheels, and volunteering their time to create a place where people could ride and not have to worry about all of the rules.

And Weeze, too. An untraceable, ghostly figure who’s ridden everywhere. He’s already created the Son of the Knob, though, on the other side of the valley, and the descent is as fast and loamy and loose as anything at the Knob.

Of course, Vulture’s Knob was always too good to be true. It was private property. Somebody owned it and paid the bills. They allowed us to ride it in the benevolent spirit of brotherhood, I guess.

Somebody bought it a few weeks ago, and I guess they don’t understand. It’s ok. But part of the ghost is wondering what I could’ve done to help keep the place open. And that’s not ok.

Vulture’s Knob was a place that we visited less and less frequently over the years when the metro parks and Cuyahoga Valley National Park realized that people wanted to ride bicycles in the woods, on trails heavily financed and machine-built to last the ages. No doubt, we have good times at the East Rim Trails, the first purpose built mountain bike trails in a National Park.

But evenings at VK were something different. There will never be anything quite like seeing the sunset in your rear view mirror as you drive back out the dusty road, knowing you just shared something you really love, with people who do too.

You stopped that one night. Got out of your car. Maybe a little boozy, but good enough to check out the sunset. Take it all in. Pause.

It was cool.

Scotland

View from the Greentree Inn in Peebles
Glentress Black Trail
Blue Doon at Fort William
The north face of Ben Nevis

SE Michigan vs NE Ohio SSS Final: The Big Ones

Poto and Mohican are at the top of my list, and neither one can be defined as the “better” mountain bike trail. But there will be no ties in this final round, so I’ll make the tough decision.

Mohican Pro:
– 25 miles of singletrack, 2500 feet of elevation gain, making it the closest that Ohio, Michigan, Indiana have to offer in terms of true “mountain” biking
– some killer climbs and medium-length descents
– a nice river stop halfway through
– a dedicated trail association that works hard to keep the trail cleared after storms
– old school singletrack without any major machine-built “improvements”
– kind of a rite of passage trail: if you can do Mohican, you’re past the Spoke Junkie phase
– a real sense of remoteness, especially the pine forest section around mile 18
– ridden backwards, it offers challenges for even the most advanced rider

Mohican Con:
– it’s a single loop that doesn’t offer many bailouts
– it’s close to Loudenville which offers plenty of a canoe livery-type summer tourists
– the new machine-built stuff near the lodge really isn’t worth riding, except for the new connector at the dam
– I didn’t start liking it again until I got an ebike. Now it’s the best.
– I had a mountain bike stolen in the main parking lot. I’m bitter.

Poto Pro:
– it was one of my favorite trails before I got an ebike, and it’s even more fun now that e-bikes are legal there
– the short, rooty, eroded descents are what makes Poto Poto. Even though I’m in favor of some limited upgrading, Poto has some rawness to it that keeps the DTE people away.
– the scenery is outstanding, particularly the numerous lakes you pass by that make it feel like Northern Michigan
– nearby Chelsea and Ann Arbor give the area a cultured classiness
– now that the Waterloo Connector is legit, you can link up DTE for an epic day-long ride
– can be ridden when many Ohio trails are shut down for the weather, but just make sure your name isn’t Mud
-I’ve never felt trashed at the end of a Poto ride. Maybe that’s good, maybe bad.

Poto Con: my buddy Egg is always bitching that there are too many hikers. Not sure I totally agree, but I got jammed up a couple times again on my ride today, so maybe he has a point
– there’s a certain snootiness among the core local riders that I’ve witnessed in other areas where people think they invented mountain biking

All in all, if I had a day to ride my mountain bike and I was faced with deciding between Poto or Mohican, I’d have to go with Mohican. But just barely, and I wouldn’t have said that two years ago. Fortunately, mountain biking continues to move forward, and Mohican on an ebike is the best long ride you’ll find in SE Michigan and NE Ohio.

Poto 19
Mohican 20

The upcoming bonus round will award points for some intangibles, as well as that missing Michigan trail.
The points will be tallied, and we’ll have a definitive answer to which region has the best mountain bike trails.

SE Michigan vs. NE Ohio SSS #9: The First Lap is Always the Hardest

These last two rounds are going to be really tough. Not sure if I can pick a winner in each matchup, but I’ll try.

Pontiac Lake and Vulture’s Knob near Wooster have historically been maintained by like-minded people. Call them “Core Riders” or the “Gnar Crowd” or whatever; they’re people who appreciate some rawness in their singletrack. There’s a saying in Arizona: Don’t Phoenix Flag. There’s also one in Brevard: Don’t Bentonville Brevard. The second one isn’t as catchy (or apparently effective) but they both mean that old school trails should be left alone instead of being replaced with something more “sustainable” (Proud Lakespeak for “less difficult”). Pontiac and VK are the closest we have in SE Michigan and NE Ohio to black diamond trails.

I love both of these trails. Pontiac is really the only place in SE Michigan where there are natural rocks that will come up and bite you if you’re not careful. The Knob doesn’t have rock features, but it’s chunky, technical and steep in places, and everybody I know crashes there every once in awhile. Both Phat Jay and I have been attacked by the Ghost of the Knob and we’re happy we came away with bike and body relatively unscathed.
Both trails have a feature that will always be challenging: the 50/50 climb up from McAfee (I think that’s what it’s called)at VK, and the drop and high berm about four or five miles in at Pontiac. I look at that high berm every time I ride there and tell myself I’m gonna hit it someday, but I probably won’t. The Knob also has the Expert Line which is loose and gnarly and ballbusting, and you always feel good when you get to back to the top with everything intact.
I think people have tried to smooth some things out at both trails systems, but each one seems to resist it: there’s alternate lines through some root and rock gardens at Pontiac that no one seems to mess with, and there’s just no modifying some of the best stuff at the Knob. Hats off to Weeze and crew and all the people who have helped maintain the Knob over the years. Same to the Pontiac Trail crew who let things be what they are.
It would be interesting to delve into the history of both trail systems. I’ve got a few stories of my own about the Knob, and I’m sure there’s people who could tell some good ones about Pontiac.
Special note about the Knob: it’s an old trash dump and don’t be surprised if you see some stuff sticking out of the ground. But that’s the character of the Knob. It’s also where I have to give the edge to the Knob: because it’s private property, you can relax and drink a beer with your buddies after a hard ride, and man have there been some times! I can’t imagine quite the same vibe in the Pontiac parking lot.
So if you’re coming from Ohio, definitely hit up Pontiac. Ride it fast and hard. And if you’re coming from Michigan to ride Mohican, you owe it to yourself to ride the legendary Vulture’s Knob (and maybe backwards if you get a chance!). Two laps at each is just pure mountain biking heaven.

PL 17.9
VK 18

Shootout #10: Mohican vs. Poto
Special bonus points will be awarded at the end. As you can guess, I’ve left out a classic Michigan trail.

SE Michigan vs NE Ohio SSS #8: Modern Trails

East Rim in the Cuyahoga Valley and the DTE trails in the Waterloo Area were both designed by the same trail building company, Spectral Designs, and both the product of a lot of work by a lot of people over a long period of time – the standard story for any contemporary new trail construction these days. People bitch about how long these things take, but if you think about it, these trails are supposed to last forever, and so it makes sense to ensure they’re done right. I’ve spent a few trail building days on each, and if I ever settle down, I’d like to do more.

Let’s start with DTE. Most people from Ohio have heard of the DTE trails and many have made the pilgrimage, so there’s no reason to try to describe them. I’m gonna go right out on a limb, though, and say that DTE is pretty much a “green” trail, with the exception of some jumps and grade reversals. I’m also gonna say that after being told that the advanced sections of DTE would rival Copper Harbor, I’m sadly underwhelmed. I know a lot of passion went into to developing the system, but for me, a few rides there was plenty. Especially when Poto is so close by. The recently opened Waterloo Connector gives you the possibility of a truly epic ride, and we’ve had some fun on the Triple Trail Challenge days, but I think the engineered design of the system sanitized the mountain biking experience that most of us seek. And I think with the exception of a couple of segments, Spectrum Designs has done better work elsewhere, most recently The Dragon (dumb name) near Newaygo.

East Rim is elsewhere. Granted, there’s no comparison in terms of the mileage that the two short loops ER offers. Unfortunately, most riders end up doing two or three laps of Phase 2 just to get an after work fix. It’s no destination in itself, but ER is central to Bedford, Hampton Hills, and some cool “backcountry trails” plus the whole Cuyahoga Valley, and it also opened the door to mountain biking in National Parks. I still maintain that the “turnpike descent” at the beginning of Phase 2 CW is one of the best short descents I’ve ever done. And what DTE has in mileage, ER has in elevation and fun rock moves you just won’t find in the LP. And once again, I’ll probably never clean the CW Expert Line.

This one will surely piss off the Michigan people, but if I have time to ride on weekday evening, I’ll head to ER just about every time. I can’t say that about DTE:

DTE 13
ER 16

Two more rounds to go!

SE Michigan vs. NE Ohio Suburban Singletrack Shootout #7: West Branch vs. Highland

I couldn’t think of a category that would include both of these old timers. Ok, maybe Old Timers. However old West Branch makes me feel, I’ll still ride it from time to time. (I believe it may have been the second mountain bike trail I ever rode.) But I’m pretty much done with Highland, even though I once rode there a lot.


West Branch is composed of two loops comprising 10-15 miles of what I’ll call “near Appalachian” singletrack: even though the elevation gain is probably only around 50 feet per mile, there’s enough rocks and roots to make you feel like you’re verging on a different geological zone. In fact, I’ve hit Moraine State Park just over the PA line, then WB on the way back and felt like they’re kissing cousins. (Get it?) The system is cool in that it combines three types of terrain: a section that follows the contours of the lake, the section that goes in and around rocky ravines, and the Rock Quarry loop, which defines the term “rock garden.” There’s also the short “Expert” segment that I’ll probably never clean. Most importantly, WB ranks at the top of my upcoming Bikes and Boats World Tour.

Highland desperately needs a refresh. Yes, I said it out loud. Call me. I’ll help. I know there’s plenty of people who love Highland, but I’m done giving it any more chances. I’ve ridden it rigid, SS, full squish, and on an ebike, and sorry, but there’s just so many momentum killers: completely unnecessary 90 degree turns (especially the C loop) and irritating windiness just to fit in a few more feet of trail. It was described somewhere as an intended “handling problem” but in my opinion, there’s a lot of places that could easily be straightened out without adversely affecting the overall mileage the four loops offer. No doubt there’s a lot of good to be said for the system. It offers around 100 feet per mile of climbing, and you can start and finish your ride in Milford (or my house!!), but as J. Messina said recently, there’s just no payoff for the effort. I agree. I’ll be the first in line to help with trail work. Just don’t do me like the CAMBA boys did years ago when I and a few other people spent a whole day hacking out a 50 yard section at WB only to later be told that it was not going to be used. I haven’t participated in a whole lot of trail building since. A bitter old timer.

WB wins 14 points
Highland 12 (because that place could be really cool someday)

Current Shootout Totals:
Ohio 55, Michigan 51

Coming up: DTE vs. East Rim

SE Michigan vs. NE Ohio Suburban Singletrack Shootout # 6: NOT IN MY WHEELHOUSE

The Stony Creek Metropark trails near Pontiac, and the Tuscazoar Trails near New Philadelphia are both at least an hour drive from my home bases in Wixom and Medina, and I haven’t ridden either one enough to come to any conclusion as to which is “better.” But they’re both about 10-15 miles of intermediate riding that qualify for a higher number of ranking points.
I’ve only ridden Stony Creek a couple of times a few years ago, and my memory tells me that the trails were punchy and a bit two-tracky, but I know there have been constant improvements over the last few years. I suppose you could link up the nearby River Bend trails and Addison Oaks/Bald Mountain trails in a day, but my memory of Addison and Bald Mountain is that they weren’t worth the drivetime for me to return (they may have improved as well). People seem to like Stony Creek, but I can’t recommend anyone from Ohio to spend the time weaving through the non-interstate driving route to get there from the Wixom/Milford area.
Tuscazoar has been the scene of a lot of activity over the last few years. The Knobby Side Down crew has developed its own riding culture based on the trail development and race program at Tuscazoar. I’ve ridden there twice recently, and its a fun place, with a cool jump line and enough interconnecting loops to keep the place interesting. I know some people who prefer it over Vulture’s Knob or even Mohican, but for me, it’s just too far to drive.
Gotta go with a tie:
Stony Creek 12, Tuscazoar 12

Next up: Highland vs. West Branch (promise)

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SE Michigan vs NE Ohio Suburban Singletrack Shootout #5: A LITTLE SOMETHIN’ SOMETHIN’

Legend (and probably some police reports) have it that there used to be other ways to blow off a little steam besides riding mountain bikes at Island Lake near Brighton and Royalview in Strongsville. Nowadays, most of the happy endings have to do with drinking a few brews with your buddies in the parking lot after the ride.
Around 2008 when I met my wife, she had a trail in her backyard that led directly to the Island Lake loops (not the only reason I ended up marrying her!). I had sold my Red Line Monocog 26 inch SS and bought a new-fangled Raleigh XXIX 29er SS, and boy was it a hoot ripping around Island Lake’s 15 miles or so of high speed, dedicated singletrack. There’s a bit of backcountry exploring to do in the park as well as the Badlands, an old sandpit area, frequented by snowmobiles and fat bikers. I especially like the sections along the Huron River. I don’t ride there much anymore, but it makes a good wrap up ride after a weekend at Poto/DTE and Brighton, or you could extend your ride on the paved trail around Kent Lake in Kensington Metropark.
Royalview will always be haunted for me by Ray Petro’s tragic accident a few years back. Like Island Lake, it tempts you to ride its 12 or so miles of twisty, rooty singletrack at speeds that border on dangerous. It’s located centrally for my friends, so we end up doing group rides there from time to time. It alternates direction daily, and I’m sure there was a reason for the overall layout of the trail, but it just doesn’t seem like the directions match up with the terrain very well. And be ready for a Royal Scrotum Smashing because the roots have “reared up” (ha ha!) over the years and it gets bouncy.
I gotta go with Island Lake in this match up.
Island Lake 11 and Royalview 9

Halfway there. Next up is Highland vs Tuscazoar

SE Michigan vs. NE Ohio Suburban Singletrack Shootout #4: WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN

Proud Lake Trails near Milford and Austin Badger Trails in Medina could have been so much more. Proud Lake is a state park within pedaling distance of my house in Wixom, and Austin Badger is a defunct golf course that could’ve been ever cooler than it turned out to be. Both could have been so much more, the first limited by the Spoke Junky-type vision of a local trailbuilder, the second restrained by subdivision bitchers and whiners.
Let’s start with the Ohio trail first this time. Austin Badger is where I ate shit a couple of years ago and afterward got to enjoy the pleasures of ketamine and morphine. It’s a short, purpose-built trail that contains plenty of hoppy, jumpy features as well as small a BMX park that hosts races. Building credit goes once again to Phat Jay who had a vision for a much larger system, but who was cut short by uptight people who didn’t understand that mountain biking is the new golf. It’s a fun rip that begs for multiple laps. You can also ride the former cart paths which are about as much paved fun as you can get on a mountain bike. Ride Huffman Reagan and AB, then relax and drink a brew at the town square in Medina. There’s a lot of bike related stuff going on there since the days when the crew would ramble and gamble in the Medina “backcountry.” Lots of good memories there.
Proud Lake is my go-to trail when I’m in Wixom. It’s the scene of considerable trail development over the last few years. The lake side features a few miles of twisty, old school singletrack that then links up with the Proud Lake Trail proper. Up until last year, it was an oasis, a place where you could ride mountain bikes or horses and feel like you were up north. Unfortunately, the fringe dickheads on both the mtb and equestrian sides couldn’t keep their mouths shut, and what resulted is the splitting up of a precious small tract of land into horse-only and mountain bike-only trails. I will say that “Herman’s Dream,” a short machine-built rollercoaster in Loop 4 (3?) is one of the better designed segments of trail I’ve ever ridden. But the sacrifice of a maze of rocky (yes, rocks in Michigan) chunky legacy trails for a few miles of babystroller “flow” makes me sad and angry every time I ride it. The builder (Bill) could’ve created a unique blend of old and new trail design and retained some of Proud Lake’s character while still appeasing the horse ladies, but instead, hid behind the “sustainability” argument and destroyed one of the more interesting trails in SE Michigan.

I’m pissed: Austin Badger 9, Proud Lake 5

Next up: Island Lake vs. Royalview