Another Thursday, another hammerfest in the Mice.  Dave, you’re facing the wrong way…

Oops. Yes, that’s a carbon rim.  Karl’s carbon rim to be exact.  May it rest in pieces.

So, there may or may not have been some shenanigans that led to this.  I was in front, and there’s a particular corner on Eagle that I’ve missed a few rides in a row now.  I managed to remember it in time, but at the pace we were riding tonight (translation: terrifying) it didn’t matter much.  Since I’ve missed that turn multiple times, I don’t exactly know the line yet.  I blew off a small drop and kind of nose bonked a hole with a gnarly sharp rock.  Karl saw me freak out a bit, and pulled out to the right.  Right into this…

Game over, man.  Well, he had a nice walk down Arawana Rd.

We, on the other hand, had a lovely ride under the setting sun.

After riding Rainbow North, Sidewinder, Tripod, Marmot, Rusty Muffler, Eagle, Raven, Mule Deer, Ponderosa, and Black Bear, we went for a little rip on Southern Dancer.

Yes, that’s all in one descent.  As Kurt would say… "This place sucks…"

I leave you with a couple more typical sunset snaps of the boys.