It really is a favourite. So much flow.

Last night we had tons of dry lightning. Luckily we didn’t catch fire, but there was so much smoke in the air today we could hardly see the ‘Loops.

Here’s the breakfast scene.

A quick walk to the top of the mountain helped clear the hangover.

On to the bridges.

Trask goes off.

As usual, Barb ruled it.

“Hey there, little dude!”

O’Dea continued to step it up on the skinnies.

Hi-Ho!

Trask again. What you can’t see are the three huge flails on the approach to this shot.

Lap two got a bit more serious.

There’s a bunch of these hits in a row.

O’Dea spirals in.

What was that?

Oh, THIS…