Die Rasenmaher – Day 3

This is more my speed. Off piste and up to Pemberton. I haven’t ridden in Pemby in many years, but luckily I have my trusty assistants to help me. We started the day with PhD on the way there, which was a bit steep for some of the crew.

Hey, at least the weather was familiar for the Germans. Herbert was telling me about how they went to the Porte du Soleil (that’s like Sun Valley in French) and it rained for the whole tour.

Some of the guys brought their girlfriends over for the tour, and they hadn’t really ridden before. Nothing like hardcore BC steeps to get you into the game, eh?

Full marks to the girls for going for it, even if they screamed a bit from time to time. Did you know that the German word for EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!! is EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!!? Nadine taought me that.

Andrea was actually really good at this stuff, she just didnt have the experience to know what was going to happen.

Herbert has all the experience, and kept getting sucked in by all the young frauliens going for it.

Nadine on the classic Grumpy Grouse outcrop.

Galinder was into it as well.

More from the lovely Nadine.

To end the day Seb took us out of town to another trail called Resurrectum (trail name of the year, oh yeah). It was quite the shuttle up. We had to unload the van at one point just to get up the road. Totally worth it, and the look of fear on Karens face was worth all the rain we had.

Like all Pemby trails, it was a long way up and a short ride down, but unlike most other trails around here, it has good flow and fun floaty airs on it.

Of course, it was too dark to get any good shots, but hey, we were riding bikes, not having a picnic.

Die Rasenmaher – Day 1

Holger and Karen have returned, with many, many Germans. I think there were around 20 of them, but it was hard to keep track. Lots of them at any rate.

Apparently they’ve had worse luck than us with the weather this season, and they brought it with them. First snow of the year.

Not that it mattered a lot. Whistler is just fine with a bit of moisture.

Lots of the crew were here for their second year in a row, and you can tell that they’ve learned from experience. Like Stefan, rocking the jeans for the big park days.

Karen is still dealing with some child seperation anxiety, but she was a good sport about pushing her freeride skills. I tease her (because thats what guys do to pretty girls), but she can kick my ass on any kind of XC bike.

And we ran into Dan. Here ya go buddy, just for heckling me about not updating. How NOT to hit the gap…..

Look at them all!

Hey, at least they were stepping it up….