Riding the AZ Trail

A few days ago a fellow rider told me about a trail he had ridden near Superior, AZ and he said it was a pretty good trail.
After riding some fun and challenging trails around South Mountain, I was ready for a change of scenery.
I kinda had plan to go out on Saturday, however I didn't commit to it until late Friday night. Not knowing how long I was going to be out there I froze a couple of bottle of Accelerade Mountain Berry as well as placed my half full hydration pack bladder in the freezer. I froze a bottle of yummy Chocolate Endurox to have after the ride then went to bed.
The alarm went off way too soon at 4:15. I thought about sleeping in, but I know that if had a late start I would suffer out there with temps about 105 expected for the day.
I brewed some coffee, fixed myself a sandwich of flaxseed waffles and peanut butter and jelly gathered all my stuff (didn't forget the shoes today) and headed out the door before the sun was up.
My destination was Picket Post trail just past the Gonzalez pass way east on Hwy 60 just before you get to Superior.
The trailhead is less than a mile from the 60 on a gravel road. Once at the trail head, I made sure my GEAX AKA tires were pumped and ready to go.
As it turns out this is one of the closest ways to get on the mighty Arizona trail from anywhere in the valley.
Not knowing what to expect I say a nice trail heading south and got on it. The first part was a little rocky, typical valley riding however as a gradually started to climb the trail changed to smooth, flowy singletrack no more than 12 inches wide. I was having so much fun I hadn't even notice how long I had been riding. Right at 1 hours time of riding I crossed a jeep road. There was nobody out there, in fact I had my Ipod on and randomly Pink Floyd came up and where I heard "Is anybody OUT THERE?" I got kinda spooked and skip to the next song. The tunes kept on playing and I kept riding further south. Shortly after the trail changed from the mature singletrack often disturbed by a few rocks or a wash to a fresh cut, wide trail. It looked like this portion had been built or rerouted in the last few months. I saw a deer cross the trail but I kept going just enjoying been out in the middle of nowhere. Often a suicide lizard would jump on the trail and sprint in front of me before veering off onto the side of the trail seconds before my front wheel would have run it over. Eventually I ran into a cattle gate. Opened, closed and kept going steadely up then down to a wash where I found a sing stating that the AZ Trail was being worked on and there was a reroute. I kept going on the new trail for a few more minutes before getting to a second caddle gate. Did the same thing as before, finished my first bottle of Accelerade and kept going, however minutes after the trail dead ended. It was probably a good thing otherwise I probably would have still been out there.
I had been riding for a little under 12 miles in about 1 hour and 40 minutes. I ate a little before doing a 180 and started reaping the benefits of climbing for that long. Nice, long and fun downhills brought me back to the reroute sign. I decided to follow the reroute for about 1.5 miles all along a dry wash. Not finding the spot where the trail left the wash I decided to head back and call it a day.
The return trip from that point was not all downhill so I had to keep some in the tank. I bombed down the trail and attack every little climb until I made it back to the car with a huge grin on my face.
If I had to point a negative side of the trail, it would be the fact that because it sees little traffic sometimes the bushes on the side extend onto the trail, this wouldn't be a problem except that the most common bush in this area has big, sharp thorns. As result of this, the lower part of my legs look like I was grabbed by the legs by a lion. Thankfully I am not a leg model, otherwise I would be out of work for a few weeks.
Anyway, all in all, this may become my favorite trail. The Garmin said I was out there for 3:30 hours, traveled about 27 miles and climbed just under 4000 feet. Next time, I would like to explore the northbound section and I may actually bring a pair of prunes so if by chance Venus is looking to introduce a "manly" razor, I can apply for the job.
Until next time, keep the rubber side down!
Jeff