Speaking of The Creeper...
The wife and I did the downhill thing a couple years back. I stopped at the big trestle to take pictures and my wife went ahead. When I tried to peddle away from the trestle my chain broke and took teeth off several gears (front and rear). I did my best Fred Flintstone Impersonation trying to catch her. When I finally did, we pulled the bikes off into the trees a bit so I could do repairs.
Lots of people rode past us and never noticed us there. You're probably good at many spots along the trail.
Wish I had a hammock with me that day!