This is out my backdoor. A gentle ascent across town on a mix of bike lanes and dedicated bike paths leads to a dirt trail alongside a concrete drainage channel, and through a break in a fence. This is called Open Space and it abuts some of the nicer neighborhoods in town. Less than a mile from the pavement, a wire fence designates the Sandia Mountain Wilderness. Lael and I left home after dark with sleeping bags and pads, three beers, an avocado and a tomato. We picked up three burritos on the way. Lael brought her new pillow, a luxury she now cannot live without. The pillow is encased in a T-shirt. We rode singletrack by headlight for less than 20 minutes, and slept under the orange glow of the city. In the morning, we made a circuit of the Foothill Trails and returned home by drainage ditch, bike path and Whole Foods. I live in Albuquerque.
Tubeless fatbike set-up, coming soon.
gypsy by trade 
Nice! Is that the picnic table we rode by on the south Foothills trail? I predict by next spring you two will know the area pretty darn well. Coming down the flood ditch is fun! And quick too.
Good eye. We had hoped to ride some more to one of the little hilltops along the trail, but this table presented itself as a good option. In the morning, we rode north until the trail ended, and then turned back south as we ant last weekend, We followed just about to 1-40 and back into town. We already need to find a new place to ride.