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Another sick, bluebird day. Here’s the view from camp.

Mmmmmmmmmmm….Jolly Ranchers.

With it being such a nice day, we decided to tear it up in Farwell some more. Besides, it was over 30C again, so why not pretend it’s summer? Our first run was on the Fingers. It’s a fast run, but it gives a good view of our later destination, Godsmack. Those lines in the background are where we are headed to.

Can’t you just taste the fear?

Mitchell dropped theis line to get us rolling.

Actually, it’s way freakier than the pics do justice. LOTS of exposure, and don one has ridden these lines in a couple of years. This shows it a bit better.

Somehow I managed to keep my feet on the pedals the whole way down, but I had to deal with a ton of speed to do it. Biggest headrush I’ve had on a bike in years.

It’s just so much like skiing. Here’s Kevin getting some face time.

Dan took another line, and it looked just fine.

JJ drops in.

The beauty of these lines is how long they are. The vertical is so deceiving. It just keeps coming at you. Too bad about the half hour hike a bike out under the now 34C sun. I got seriously burnt today (a week later my lips are STILL peeling).