Frost? No way…that’s ICE!
It’s just a blip. There’s still plenty of summer left. Besides, we gotta fly today.
Just a little shout out to the sponsors. Dakine… you guys rule.
While this is mostly a ladies trip, the guys couldn’t pass up a chance to shred Powerslave with a big crew on such a luscious and bluebird day. Ummm…which one is Beavis?
Lindsey, with her “Squirrel on Acid” grin.
Flying over some old growth.
This place really is the Cat’s Ass.
Some more props to Retallack Lodge.
It took a few trips, but here ya go. The first heli lady laps from Toad Mtn.
Marie-Cat… getting her epic on.
Lindsey, stylin’ as always.
Galena negotiates some high altitude driftwood.
Ummmmm….. did I mention that I kind of like riding with the girls? Can you guess why?
Here, have another postcard shot.
I’m sorta bummed I missed the focus on this one, cause it’s a rad one. These are the PG chicks, and they freakin’ SHRED. Which is why we’re changing the spelling to “Pgnarly.”
This trail has a bit of everything, as I think I may have mentioned. Here’s Meg on a fairly long bridge.
A couple hours in, and we’ve only dropped a thousand feet. When does this thing start going down?
How about now?
It all makes sense now.
Far fewer shots now that we’re actually shredding. Just time for a classic angle.
OK, maybe one more… RETALLACKA!
Literally hours later, but with very little standing around, Meg gets to the bottom of things. But WAIT! We’re not done yet…
OK, now we’re done.
Gotta have some cold ones to finish a ride like that. Although it would have been nice if you’d have let me down from the top of the van. I’m not THAT bad…smelling.
Of course, one Caesar led to another, and on the drive back there were a couple of “rest stops”. I wanted to get another panorama shot from the roof of the van of the action, so to speak, but girls are so quick. I didn’t even get on the roof of the van and they were all done. Oh well, perhaps another time.
