It's been nearly 8 1/2 weeks... ...Forced to be off my bike due to a very unexpected mtb accident on McGill Trail on July 11th, (The Mikie Bermuda Triangle of Death Trail for Me) I really needed "something" to make me feel better. @Voodoo Tom and I rode on Saturday for my maiden voyage back on the bike which went pretty good! We ended up at the very end of Hasley Canyon Road when Tom shared with me (again) he really wanted to put a route together to ride from his house to Lake Piru. I never realized I guess just how relatively close it really is! So Tom is always willing to jump on my hair brain ride adventures so I wanted to figure this out with him and just do it. So we did... I spent several hours the night before scanning Google Earth, then Tom sends me a link to someone else's STRAVA who had already done the ride. Dang it! So, in essence I used it to build a route on STRAVA then uploaded it to my Garmin. I’m REALLY glad I did that! Arriving at Tom’s at 7:30 this morning, we again confirmed it was the ride we were going to do so we headed out right from his driveway. Just before we left I made the dumbazz decision to remove my GoPro from my helmet and stick it on the mount facing backwards under my seat. Never was there a ride where I should have had my GoPro going! You will understand as we go… We were dropping down Sloan Canyon and we were talking and I’m looking over at Tom and I see a Bobcat in the brush running away from us. Tom missed it so we went over to the edge he went over, and there were TWO Bobcats. I grabbed the camera as fast as I could but I only caught one of them from a distance. Missed GoPro vid number one. Almost dead center of what may used to be a square coral. Just heading into the bushes. Got to the end of Gilmour Canyon road where the goods started. So just so you know this is a county gate. Not that, that makes it any better, but I assured Tom I scoured the route and that there should not be any more gates ahead of us… Gilmour Canyon was steep, we did see a couple of sets of mtb tire tracks. Passed a very friendly lady out on her walk. When we reached the Gilmour Pass we had a wow of a view! Uh, and another gate, whoops, that's two... We will be hugging that far mountain heading to the left (west). Dropping down into that valley we discovered some pretty good size rollers, and some pretty good size cow patties, hmm, cattle country. That zig-zag road is where we dropped from the summit of Gilmour. Lots of dead windmills from a different time in history. It's a good thing VT's bike is so stealthy! That was sarcasm just in case you didn't catch it... Hmm, Dead Steer Canyon. We have been transported back in time and I was not packing heat! Rattle Snake Canyon. Then we came across this congregation. It was a bovine experience and they were not happy with us. Pretty confident they had never seen mountain bikers before! We came down the road behind them and circled round and they were very skittish... These guys flat out stampeded! We tried so hard to stop it by getting in front of them on the road as they were cross country-ing it on our left down the canyon. I could just picture a rancher in his pick-up come around the corner and totally get the wrong impression from this scene! Finally passing the cows, we continued on our way in the pursuit of Lake Piru. We were past most all the big rollers in the back country and rolling along at a steady pace. The high humidity was beginning to dry up and the skies were getting bluer ahead as we rolled west. Then we came to our first... Uh Oh? We seemed to be rolling up on a ranch where the road went right through the middle of it. Even dumbazz me was a little nervous, from afar it did not look abandoned but it was. Probably not for working cattle, but for living. That's where we encountered, gate number 3. We didn't know the place was abandoned until we rolled through it. i held my breath and we were both very quiet. But as we rolled through it became clear there was no vehicles. I secretly sighed some relief. I have no idea, so I included it... Looking back on the abandoned ranch... Now not sure what was ahead. Naturally off to our right was another Zombie Apocalypse house as Jennifer @MrsUPSed pointed out on another adventure ride I took them on... I think she is right! Strategic locations. They are coming.... it was, eerie. The dirt road had turned to a fresh gravel road so I'm thinking we were in the clear! Tom had a bigger smile on his face and I was starting to feel safe! Uh.. That is when we encountered, Gate number 4. Dammit! We saw tons of these... According to my planned route on STRAVA, we were getting close to Lake Piru! A couple more miles and several more corners and it peeked out from around one of them! Wow! pretty anti climatic for a lake. Lake Piru was looking more like a really large mud hole. It looked to be about 100 feet below peak. We pressed on to the Dam as that is where I routed us to on my Garmin. A few more little grind climbs and we arrived! Looking south towards the little town of Piru and the Hwy 126 corridor. We actually debated heading down the road to the 126 and cruising it back home. Hopping so many gates had us wondering what we should do as we now had to back track to the Zombie Apocalypse abandoned ranch as that was the junction for the return segment. Surely we had hit all the gates there were. So we manned up, and we headed back the way we came!