Year: 2003

Another Triplog Update

Posted on by Smoke

So we got Jow to the airport. Somewhat epic, had to drive down from Whistler at 1 am because of road construction. Made for a LONG night and lots of driving so that I could go grab the remaining crew for Squamish.

Here we are about to drop into Blow Out Your Candles

How many fingers is Dave holding up?

Squamish is becoming home to many of the sickest lines in BC. Check out this monster on a trail called Ditch Pig.

….and that’s just the start of it. Should be able to see this one in full action on Drop In soon. I think it’s also featured in the RISE video and in NWD4 when that comes out.

For the second lap we did the usual GK Ripper/19th Hole/Peanut’s/Homebrew/Pseudo Tsuga rip.

Here’s the boys hitting up Homebrew.

Here’s something you won’t see every day. We rode a LOT this week. Here’s Dave’s reaction to the suggestion of a third lap.

Save it for your own records, you may never see Dave this tired again.

Riding Whistler

Posted on by Smoke

I’m sick of waiting for pics. I guess that’s why I bought a digi cam yesterday.

Anyway, Whistler was the usual cluster. Two days of it. Dirt Merchant to A-Line to Biker Cross to GLC Drop.

Except Jow, who blew up off the GLC and fractured his ass. And dislocated his hip and broke his collarbone and dislocated his finger. Everything is supposed to be OK in under a month. I bet ya his finger still hurts at Christmas.

Anyway, I wasn’t guiding at Whistler so it was a bit of a fluke that I was even around when Jow got hurt. It was definitely a good one. Looked like he slipped a pedal going off the edge and pinned himself to the bike with his bars. Big impact. Too bad no one had a camera on at the time. Still waithing for Jow to post up the x-ray.

Anyway, here’s the obligatory Schleyer Drop pics. Demo Dave horrifying the world with those goddamn ugly shorts of his.

Broken footer with Gary.

Donny showing off in the line up.

Riding the Shore

Posted on by Smoke

OK, so I don’ t have any new pics for ya. I’m sorry. Didn’t have the correct USB for the Santo’s Crew to download their shots from yesterday. Which is really too bad ’cause we got some cool ones. Oh well. I’ll get those in a week or so.

Eric’s mob got in a little late on Wednesday nite, courtesy of the new rules instituted by US Customs. Mass hysteria at airports across North America.

Whatever.

So instead of getting in some bonus rounds on Weds nite, we loaded up the BBQ for a tailgate party atop West Vancouver and watched the fireworks. Cool.

Got up early on Thursday and put the bikes together while Barb cooked us up some breakfast burritos. Then we charged Seymour. Nothing outrageous to report, just a lot of fun riding. CBC, Corkscrew, Pingu, Pangor, secret lower Seymour stuff, another on CBC, Ned’s and out. Two runs. Anton had huck of the day on the six foot log drop on Ned’s. He got the full height on his hardtail but wrecked his Psylo in the process. Fried the lock out knob so that the compression spiked on every hit.

Ooops.

Barb let him ride the Pink Peeler out, so all was well.

Have fun at Shandro’s camp this week, boys.