Like a Japanese Cowboy

Off to Williams Lake after a nice sleep in the forest….

..for my dog. I got to stay up all night looking for her. All the flashlights freaked her out and she took off for the night. Oh well, she came back.

It’s a nice campsite at least.

Nice mellow day after stepping it up HUGE at Harper. We rode the West Side Trails in the Puddle, hitting up Snakes and Ladders and Spokey Hollow.

Toga hittin’ ‘er up.

Noz with the bmx style.

Takeshi finally cracked his Giant NRS by hucking it off of too many 7 footers. Here he is getting used to a .243 Racing setup.

Not having too many problems there. Takeshi was definitely the strongest rider in the group. If he lived here instead of Japan he’d probably be pro. Loads of natural talent.

Now, Koji maybe didn’t have the skills, but he wins the good attitude award. Here he is sporting the definitive shit eating grin….

This is Sin (or “Sheen”, I wasn’t quite sure how to spell it). At 39 he was the oldest rider in the crew. He looks like he’s about 12 though when you first meet him. He had no idea what the riding was going to be like. Right there he’s a good metre and a half above his comfort zone and cruising nicely….