Almost time to go home, and we haven’t even ridden in Naramata yet?  Time to change that.

With a somewhat diminished crew, we went over to the other side of the lake today.  I think we might have been a bit tired after the big sesh yesterday.

the creek crossing was a lot mellower than last year, too.  Only knee deep, not b***s deep.

Of course, ofr Dorothy that would be somewhat irrelevant.

We did the traditional Rusty Muffler run for round two, and Brian did it without a drivetrain.  Not bad for a trail that we commonly refer to as “mostly downhill, almost all the time”.

Ken considers drinking the spit bucket.

UFB tie breaker: see how far your baby can fly.

I kid.  Really.  You gotta wait until they’re at least a year old before you start chucking ‘em in the lake.