It’s fricken raining super hard all over BC today. So we’ve gone to Revelstoke. We actually rode the MacPherson trails, but no pics. Just lots of rain.
Meh, it was dark in the woods, and not much to tell. Steve got lost.
Trails are nice, although a bit generic. A good spot for a quick ride if you’re in town for a couple of days. Here’s a couple of maps:
I think we gotta scale things back a little bit. These non-stop epics are getting a bit outta hand. Besides, the weather (typical of this year) has taken a turn for the worse. So we’ll go to Naramata today.
The boys inform me that they get little opportunity to get air back home in the south of England, so I thought Drops-A-Lot would be the ideal place to figure it out.
Looks like I was right. And being British, a spot of wet weather was no bother.
Steve, I think you can go a bit slower off that one.
He was trying to achieve low orbit. Nice work, Sputnik. Ewan was of the same mind with this attempt. Giddyup!
That was it for the rest of the day. No huge airs, but impressive moves from the boys all round. By the end of the day we’d hit lots of drops up to 6’, and multiple gaps up to 10’.
..and in the wet, too.
After a great rest yesterday, it was time to try some more bike riding. I must admit, I was a little depressed with the way summer seems to have ended after such a brief showing this year. Only 8 weeks of hot weather, and now we’re right back to cool and wet. So lets go to the alpine!
Little White is the high point in the immediate area. at 7120’, it’s almost 6000’ above the lake. It’s also a very long approach, with a long drive around the back and a bit of a gruel to carry up around the back.
Not too bad, actually. About an hour, of which half is fairly easy, and the hard half has some decent views. And some fresh snow.
Once you’re up though, you’re on top of the world.
Can you see the bear? I think he was as surprised as we were.
We sat and watched him run away. It was good, because he stuck to the route we were following quite nicely. Took the guesswork out.
Some nice alpine singletrack.
There’s my house. See?
First snowball fight of the season.
The first part of the descent is pure freeride. The trail appears and disappears until you get to treeline, and you end up riding on these cool rock outcroppings through the tundra.
When you enter the forest, it turns into an old doubletrack (an old telegraph line actually) that goes through this hall of mirrors. Imagine Whistler’s B-Line trail covered in loam…for an hour.
Mark does his best Blair Witch Project face for us…
A little shot from the hip during the descent.
Not really the most photo worthy trail, but lots of fun to scream down at full speed. Very loamy and smooth, a nice change from Whistler for the boys.
Half way down, and we take a break at the Bellevue Ck. trestle.
We traversed on the KVR for a while to get to an old trail into a canyon. It rarely sees any traffic at all, and is very dark and surprisingly wet. It felt a lot like Squamish, right down to the mossy rocks and cedar trees.
There is also this crazy section that was painted red during the fire of 2003. The retardant that the bombers dropped has set, and the colours are bizarre.
Johnny “I hate hopping trees” Cote, has had enough at this point.
A great addition to the local inventory. We dropped 6900’ (2100m) over 20 miles (32km). Here’s some more mapness for ya.
Click on the map to see it in a new window… 
Or check out Little White in Google Earth (you may have to right-click and ‘Save as…’):