Month: May 2007

Corn Stars – Day 4

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We needed a rest day yesterday. BC’s a bit overwhelming your first time out.

Today it was time to hit the home turf. No, not the Shore, but the Peat Bog.

A day off and the njuries had stiffened up a bit, so we took some extra time to get the kinks out today. Yeah….right. Straight into teeters and hucks.

Oops…that didn’t work out the way it’s supposed to.

Luckily we had ‘Stash to show us how it’s done.

There ya go, Gary. That’s better.

Now it’s time for the Moneyshot.

Pictchure Purfekt.

A little lower Gary missed his footing on a ladder (he was really slugging rats today. These things happen). It was a near miss on what could have been a bad leg break, as his foot got caught in the rungs and he went over the side. Luckily we got there in time to get him free with nothing worse than a little bit of blood and another set of bruises.

The afternoon was more time off, courtesy of Cap’n Jack at the Black Pearl.

Yeah, those Balck Pearl martini’s are pretty good aren’t they?

So’s the view.

ARRRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH! Could be a hangover in your future, mateys.

Corn Stars – Day 3

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What’s this? Rain? Nice….

Only the second day of “rain” since I moved inland. If you can call it rain. It was still dusty under the bigger trees. Still, it was wet enough to make the woodwork sort of slick for the first run.

Our new jump was a bit treachourous, as Gary found out to his dismay.

We checked out all the other work that got done yesterday. Here’s Gary again on some of the newer lines.

Stash, no tto be outdone, got in on the action.

On the second lap we hooked up with a few local groms and one of the Swiss boys. Those Swiss kids sure like the air….

We also stepped up the airtime. Here’s Gary sending the biggest jump of his life.

Ditto for Stash. She faceplanted her first attempt, then sent her second try at full committment….with her hands inside the brake levers. Best nose wheelie I’ve ever seen.

Here’s the spiral ramp in it’s completed state.

The Swiss kid sent this new ramp large from the top. Gary tried the same move but missed the timing and dropped his front wheel offf the edge into the hole before the tranny. Gotta love the full body armor, as aside from some savage bruises he was just fine.

The end of hte day turned into a bit of a session on the “Hurtin’ Albertan” hit. A schwack of Stubble Jumpers showed up to put on a bit of a show for us.

Lots of laughs, and lots of bruises, and it’s time to go back to the Okanagan.

Corn Stars – Day 2

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How’s this for a surprise on your bike tour? Today we went up to Kamloops to help out with the KBRA trail day on Harper Mtn. A full day of building with a barbeque dinner and campout was in order.

We got there late morning and headed up to the Bridge to Nowhere to fix up some old woodwork that was getting wort of beat.

Most of the big projects were taken, but we recycled some old stuf into an improved a-frame over a stump.

It was quite the all ages gig, and I was surprised to see so many faces I didn’t know and almost none that I did.

Lots of quality work got done.

This place is so popular, the stunts were getting hit efore they were even finished (it was OK, we told them to hit it).

Proud builders watching the first rider over their work.

With a short time left before the end of the day, we built one more jump. It’s got a total crap landing, but hey…youcan take the guy outta the Shore, but you can’t—you know what I mean.

Time to hit the new and improved.

The fun part of this for me is that Barb and I built a lot of the original lines way back in ’99. They’ve been greatly improved since then, but we still feel sort of like parents on this stuff.

Here’s the spiral ramp. It was getting ready to collapse, so it got a full overhaul.

Good lookin’ out with the chainsaw. I think this was part of the KBC crew working on this one.

The flowers are going off at this time of year. I’ve never ridden here when it’s blooming.

..and blooming it was.

A slight damper was put on the BBQ as a light rain started to fall.

I have a hard time calling 5 minutes of mist “rain,” but it was enough to send lots of people home for the night. We kept warm by burning some old stunts.

By the end of the night the Kamloops locals were in the minority, with a couple of Swiss kids, a pair of ‘Mericans, and some joker from Westbank outnumbering the 3 hardy Kamloopsians that stayed put.