When I moved to Prescott, AZ in the summer of 1999, I had distant dreams of racing mountain bikes. Disc Golf took over instead.
Arizona is full of single track and lots of locals associate Sedona with great mountain biking. I’m not sure why it took fifteen years, but I finally packed up the 29er, got last minute advice and directions from Lucky, and found myself on the Aerie trail in 65 degree weather in late January.
The trail was lots of fun right off the bat with mini rolling rhythm sections and fun features. This natural stone berm was one of the coolest features of the trail. Thanks Aerie – I’ll be back.