UItimate BC Road Trip

Well hello there!

It’s the start of the Ultimate BC Road Trip, an annual promotion with Mountain Biking BC.  To make it even more fun, our pals from Endless Biking are doing the guiding, so that winner Leanne is in the best of hands the whole way through.  Here’s Darren coaching Leanne through some of the distinctive terrain of the South Okanagan.

Kelli loves cows.

Leanne just loves riding, and the camera and the light seem to love Leanne.

Can’t really complain about the conditions.  This was just a quick evening rip to get the trip off to a good start, and it couldn’t be more awesome.  Here’s Martin shredding a little bit of the God light.

The sun might have been going down, but we found the time to play with some fun rock lines.

Kelli found a nice line just as the sun kissed the horizon.

Not a bad way to start the trip, eh?  Thanks to Rowena from the local Penticton riding club for the help with the local riding.

Tippie/Fenton Wedding

Froriders, the mountain bike equivalent of Juggalos.

I wasn’t even supposed to be here, but due to a continued sucking in the tourism sector in BC, I found myself with a fully charged Prius and enough time to get to Whistledog to catch a pretty damn good party.  And you can tell by the hat that I wasn’t the only one to rip down from the Kootenays to be there.

That’s another old Cove’r, Tim-o (or has he likes to be called, Madrone), also known as Sarah’s brother.

It was a bit surreal, as I claim Brett as one of my better friends in the bike world, and Sarah as one of my better friends from the old Cove.  When world collide, you get scenes like this one below (it’s a pretty big pic, might take a bit to view….):

For some reason, I’ve got a bunch of pics of Sarah’s ass.  What can I say?  I’m weak that way.

Hee hee hee hee! 

About to drop in with 100 or so riders, and the newly married couple of Mrs. Tippie and Mr. Fenton.  On the subject of “Something borrowed, something blue,” I don’t know what Sarah had that was blue, but she did borrow my knee pads for the ride.  Glad I could be there for ya.

And in other old faces, we ran into Matt from the UK, who came out with the Release the Candy tour a few years back.  Or as we like to call him…

“Princess!”  (read the purse carefully, it’s sorta hard to see.)

Retallack Training 2

Nothing like some real blood to get you in 1st Aid mode.

Linden may have earned the mountain bike porn name of “Shifty Drifter” for that particular move.  It was an impressive drift, too bad it was a bit too slick on the moss to pull back out of it.

Meanwhile…further down the hill.. AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!

Just kidding, we’re just practicing the stuff we all read about in Fifty Shades of Grey.

Don’t think of this as a free pass to ride like an idiot out there, but it’s cool to know that there’s so many dialled folks at Retallack.  It’s a new standard for training in our fledgling industry, and it’s right up there.  Pretty rad.