After the race in March, I've been itching to ride the rest of the trails at Bailey Mountain. The endless berms and jumps looked too good to pass by.
My favorite trail was called Banshee. It was a jump line that wound back-and-forth between perfectly built corners and jumps/landings.
For this visit to Bailey, I researched my camping options a bit more and found a great spot within the Pisgah National Forest. I let the dogs sleep in the Fiesta, while I bedded down in my hammock.
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