With the KVR trip down, training camp is now complete and it looks like it might be summer already.
Julie, who helped me guide this week, had a full house of Quebecois et Quebecoise in the form of her sister and some friends out for a quick riding visit from Squamish. They managed to hit a perfect day.
It was only myself in the group that had ridden in from the reservoir, so that’s where we went.
It was a good crew, so we didn’t hang out too much. I managed to snap these shots during a little break for a flat tire near the end.
Emily is a bit of a shredder. She just started riding a year ago.
Pretty damn good for a rookie. Ryan’s been riding for a while, so I expect him to shred.
This one is for Johanna. There’s a nice pic of your hunnybunny.
So cold….
So very, very cold…
Awww, it’s not that bad. After all, all we gotta do today is pack up, ride down the canyon, and hop on the bus for home.
Well, and clean up some trash. Looks like one of the local hounds didn’t approve of the boys’ antics.
We still managed to get out of there pretty quick.
They were still slow enough for the guides to take a quick dip in the river, and honestly….it’s not as cold as usual. Even with the frost last night and the flurries the night before, and it wasn’t as bad as usual.
Some more scenery in the canyon.
At last, Vermilion Forks.
The last two are for all the mothers of these darlings.
See? They know how to do dishes now…
Wow. It snowed last night, and a little bit this morning. Nothing sticking, just really light flurries, but still….it’s May. Kind of makes you excited to get up and race, doesn’t it?
Yup, it’s the infamous race day. Complete with high intensity relay hand offs.
I’ll let you enjoy this sampling of the action without smartass comments.
It was an awesome competition. See saw action, but in the end my group lost by about 50 m. I was reelin’ em in, but I just ran outta track. The locals were amused, but then again, they’re easily amused.
As we are at Granite City, it’s time for a picturesque shot at sunset. This is hands down the best campsite of the trip.
Plus, we get to do the tour of the ghost town and cemetery. I think I actually caught a ghost in this shot.
Look how scared the boys are…
I like how they all start to huddle together as it gets darker.
Another low light shot of our camp, as the crew beds down for their last night out.
Of course, as is tradition, the guides stayed up a little later to celebrate another great trip.
