All in one day. Put Scott on the plane and blasted up to Whistler to grab some Newfies for a rematch on last year.

Just pass me that bike, will ya? Guess how many times you’re going to hear that this week.

Ah……Yee-aaah.

So we rolled into the ‘Loops around 1 PM-ish. Just in time to meet up with Dub, Doyler, Brandon, Hunter, and Dusty. On the program today…Greenstone. 18Km long and 5000’ of vert.

I heard that Dusty had balls of steel, but I didn’t think this was what they meant.

Some skinny stuff on Greenstone.

Eric, in flying squirrel mode.

Doyler hits a huge, retarded stepdown to Dansition.

He trashed his wheel on the drop. Dusty looked like he was going to puke. Apparently huge flat hucks don’t sit well with his definition of mountain biking.

Dub making Hunter Child into Hunter Man.

Pedaling gets a bit harder in 42 degree heat. Thats about 110 for you Yankees reading this.

Of course, forest fires burn a little easier in that kind of weather too.

Thanks to the Forest Service for getting that one under control in very short order.