Finally, I think he might be getting tired.

Well, the best way I know of to end a week of kickass riding is to go and get lost in the rain (what a surprise, it’s raining) on Cypress. Big Eye to be precise.

It’s always a bit of a trek, for sure.

..and that, as we say, was that. Well, we actually got another run in on Seymour, and had a big BBQ that night, and I didn’t have toride the next day, and I got a cold, and OH YEAH—we found a new trail….but you’ll just have to imagine all that stuff.