Year: 2006

ChocolateFoot – Day 4

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Happy Birthday, Courteney! Look what I got ya!

Yeah, yeah, nothing to write home about. Back at Powers Creek again. Can’t get enough of this zone these days. Even if does feel like I’m riding in circles….

All seemed to be grooving the skinnies today.

Al, of course, continued his search for more Marmalade in fine style.

After all the techy skinnies lately, it was a bit different getting the boys to let her go on the berms, but after a couple of tries it all came together.

This was also the hottest day of the week, and I think a few of the guys were affected by it.

Dom started off by styling lots of the better wood moves (here’s proof), but had a bit of a problem down lower with Crazy Train. If you see the big red smear on the upramp, that’s just paint from Dom’s helmet.

I think he just got suckered by the birthday girl.

Of course, in honour of Tony we had to have a huge session on the JediF*cker. Look…

Not crashing!

We even had Phil taking a serious look at this one.

Yup…. another crap day.

I’ll just shut up here while you enjoy the views.

…and some cake and ice cream, and we’re outie.

ChocolateFoot – Day 3

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Ahh yes, more deeeeeeeee-luxe accommodations a la Casa De Smokey.

Time for a skinny fest. So we’re going to Arawana to ride some pinners.

Right then, par for the course.

Yup, no problems here.

Oh wait, there’s a problem. Uhh Dom? The wheel neds to go OVER the hole. You’ll get it sooner or later…

OK, back to busting out the airs. Here’s a little road gap to sniper tranny.

Slightly out of order here, but this is the Bud Height Gap. LOTS of takers here. One good spill, and I think WA had a baby.

We hit the beach for lunch, a swim, and a shuttle retrieval

Post feeding frenzy we took a mellow afternoon run down the V-Line. A bunch of forest fire smoke drifted in, giving us this cool lighting.

ChocolateFoot – Day 2

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Since we didn’t really get into Kamloops until late, I give you this shot of the campfire at Harper. Sweet accommodations again, right n the middle of hte trail. In fact, our breakfast was interrupted by several riders cruising through our kitchen.

It was going to be a hot and dusty one, as evidenced by the clouds of it on the warm up descent.

Nothing like Harper to get your jumping legs back.

Here’s Wa all mystical and backlit, like the woodsy little nymph that he is.

Canopy gap….

Obviously a shit day…..

Everyone loves this one, especially since Specialized made it famous. We so very nearly had a full house on it, but Phil just couldn’t get his head around it (so close … so very, very close). I guess he’ll just have to come back for more….

It’s just like being flushed down the toilet, what could be easier?

Al continued politely destroy every move in sight.

That is, when Tom hadn’t already killed it first.

Two and a half laps of Harper, we went into town for some seriously gay lattes (“Would sir like it with a lemon twist?”). I guess you had to be there. Anyway, we still had plenty of daylight left for a couple of Rose Hill runs. Once again, it was shit.

I guess because it’s so similar to England no one had any real problems with Rose.

Well, there was a little lock up on this part, but it was in part due to some sick locals hitting this HUGE stepup from ROAM that had the intimidation factor up a little. I don’t have any stills of that one, but I’ll get some vid of it up in a while.

Phil, you’d better stay back there and keep an eye on the girl.

Yeah, yeah, we get it. Bluebird and warm.

Huge day, I hope those guys get tired soon……