Riding Cripple Creek to Shelf Road - gleefully found at www.dangerousroads.org!!
Meanwhile, poor Stiffy is following me and I can feel her daggers beaming into the back of my helmet, right after I turn around as we start up the gravel road, give her a thumbs up sign, smile, and then do an evil laugh complete with shoulder movement to let her know that she might want to reconsider following me. She admitted once that she was petrified of riding on gravel. I cant remember which demon of a gravel road that was after, but it had been her first gravel experience. And I am sure it was a doozie. But yet, there she is. Evil glare behind the sunglasses and all... and off we go!