Wade Simmons Tour – Day 13

****Yeah yeah…I know. I’m tardy. Look, I’ve been busy and I promise that it will be worth it. We now rejoin our regularly scheduled blog already in progress….***

Well, here we are, the hottest day of the year. Lets go ride the high desert to celebrate, shall we?

Kobau on a hot day……this is at about 6000′ and it’s about 30C out.

Group shot.

This ride is a bit of a bummer…..

It’s only because the trail is so rutted out due to the 20 or 30 riders it sees every year.

Un petit drop….

Here Wade shows us why he gets paid to be a model. Gosh, he’s so stylish.

How do you spell “rickety” again?

Another drop, not quite so petite this time.

Ahhhh, back out in the open. We’ve dropped about 1500′ already, and it still looks like we’re at the top.

We had a little detour for our friend, Mr Rattlesnake.

OK, everybody who has sore fingers from hanging on to the brake levers grasp their hands in agony.

I think we might be finally getting close to the bottom.

poser….

Girl poser….

More ragin’ through the sage. It looks like you can just bash through those things, doesn’t it?

Luke will tell you otherwise. They are somewhat unforgiving.

So what’s the perfect end to a huge singletrack DH when it’s 42C (110F) out? Yeah, swimming and diving in the river with some cold ones.

Wade Simmons Tour – Day 12

Well, I’m well rested after yesterday…..how about you?

I’ll take that as a “yes.”

Powers Creek today, so we’d better feel good.

Yes Luke, that’s a Spruce. Good eye.

Any idea why they call this stunt “Cock Knocker?”

Powers Creek, land of the wooden berm.

Yeah, get up there.

Wayyyyyyyyyyy up there.

So, in keeping with tradition, I managed to crash again. Here’s a victims eye view of hte aftermath. I think I should probably get my own pinball machine, as I seem to pretty good at that sort of activity.

Ah well, you can’t keep a good man down.

Nicole styles it on Crazy Train.

Luke drops the Monster Amigo.

Wade on the big berm.

…and luscious steaks on the barbie to end the day.

Wade Simmons Tour – Day 11

Day 11 already? Whew, seems like we’ve been on this trip forever. I kind of was wishing that I could go back ot my little bed, or maybe crawl into this sweet birdhouse my mom got.

Harley seems a little pooped herself.

Yup, that’s me. Another day, another bail. I seem to be doing that a lot these days. I thought I was on a higher bridge here, and did the fflying squirrel to my ribcage before I found out it was only 18 inches off the ground. Everyone else seemed to find it funny….

Didn’t seem to faze Nicole much.

…although she did have a little trouble with this particular step-up.

Luke had no such compunctions.

A little train across the bridge.

A much larger bridge…..