In the end, people who came to ride the Kokopelli Trail got to do so. But it took a lot of discussion with the Powers That Be. I think they realized that I could easily call off the ride, (which I did) but despite that, nobody planned on simply going home.
I tried to get Mulder and Scully to meet us halfway. That was not an option for them. And can I be surprised? The Government is not known for thinking and observing in real time.
At midnight, those who hadn’t already started their ride, rolled out on Mary’s Loop. I was among them, and was glad to be done with the mess and out on my bike. I took a $275 punch to the mouth for “failing to obtain a permit”, but mountain bikers being who they are quickly stepped up and I was assaulted with hands full of cash to help pay the fine. Thanks everyone, it means a lot!
I have quite a bit more to write about the adventure that was KTR 2007. Right now my hands hurt, my butt hurts, my legs feel like stone, and my mojo has gone seriously AWOL.
One thing that stands out over all the din of the Government nitpicking semantics, is the incredibly solid, standout people who do the things we love to do. It would have been very easy for someone at the trail head to lose their temper and send a large snowball rolling down a slippery slope. Instead people were quiet and logical, polite and intelligent. Thanks everyone for keeping your heads.
There is more to come about all of this, but before I get into it, let me apologize for the mojo sapping debacle of having to argue our way into being able to ride our bikes on public lands.