Month: September 2003

Riding Williams Lake

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So very slow in updating. OK, so the fire restrictions have been eased, the state of emergency has been lifted, we are back to daily rain, and I’ve been riding a ton lately. I just did a week with some guys from Ontario and took a crapload of pics. some of ’em are even pretty good.

Just not these ones.

Here’s the first day, piocking the boyz up at their hotel in Whistler.

We drove up and over the Duffey Lake Road to Williams Lake. Here are Mark and Clem not realizing how long the drive is.

Hey Mark! Put some pants on!

Surprisingly we got to the Puddle in time to get a ride in on Snakes and Ladders. Better get used to jumping fellas. There’s a lot of it here.

Doh! Stupid derailleur hanger.

Hard to beleive its only September with how cold and wet it was, but we needed the precipitation so very badly. The next day was going to be a biggie, so after a nice feast at the Loon we packed it in early for some much needed rest.

CBC Stuff

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A little nostalgia for you. This was the day before the North Shore trails were closed due to the fire hazard.

Notice the mass of people rushing to get their runs in before the closure.

You don’t see the lot that empty in the middle of January.

Here’s a cool angle on CBC. That’s Barb threading the needle back in there. Pretty green for a drought, but that’s the Wet Coast for ya.

Pretty quick update, but I have to stretch ’em out until I can get another ride in. Williams Lake anyone?

Check out this LINK for my new FLASH INTRO. I’ve just started playing with it. Pretty cool program.

‘Till the next one.

More Seymour Stuff

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August 16th was just one of those days. Not the bad kind, but the really really good kind.

For some strange quirk of the universe, I have a bit of a hole in the usual frantic summer schedule (since extended by the trail closures). What better excuse to kick back and actually enjoy summer again for a change. In the midst of my slacking off, doing butt-&^%$ nothing, I got a call from an old riding buddy.

Wanna get up at the crack of dawn and go wake boarding?

Hell yeah!

Anyway, it wasn’t quite as good as that pic would lead you to believe, but it was pretty good nonetheless.

I had three bails hard enough to come right outta the bindings.

On the way back in I ran into Clicker and Brent. Brent is, among other things, the president of Ryders Eyewear.

I was too tired to participate, but I agreed to come along for “safety reasons.” Besides, they were skiing not boarding and I can’t water ski for shite.

After that little cruise, where Brent definitely got ski of the day, I ran into Chaz who wanted to go up Seymour for a little spin.

So we did. After the ride, we grabbed Barb and went up the ARm to drink beer.

The arm.

The beer.

Get off the phone Chaz.

The coolest thing was the tour of the Indian pictographs. I’ve lived here for thirty years and I haven’t seen these ones before. Super cool.

Came home and passed out. But not for long because Corky, who just returned from Oakley to the Cove Bike Shop, was having a pig roast.

I will leave you with these images as they are. One last word, I made it to my friends wedding on the way home. Congrats to PK and Feesh. G’luck, eh?