As they say, all good things must come to an end, and so it is with the Brits tor of 2005. Just as weel, as the white man carnage was getting a bit out of control.
Cracked ribs, bad sprains and possible fracture of the ankles, and a good laceration on the shin.
Fractured toe.
Fractured metacarpal (hand bon)
Various bleeding shins.
Good times…good times. With just enough left in ’em for a lap of Seymour.
Funny how hard CBC can feel when you’re that beat down.
It’s still a great ride though, and tough to pass up when you only get here once a year.
The new Corkscrew trail is finally open, and although only a couple of the boys were feeling like riding that far today, the ones that did made the most of it. Synchro has really made a gorgeous addition to Seymour with this one, and the log gap is an instant classic.
Two weeks just isn’t enough time for you guys, let alone 9 days. I can hardly wait ’till you come back. It had better be sooner than the next time I see Chaz on a pink bike…..



















