Ahhh yes, the helicopter. I just can’t get enough of these things.
Plus it’s a nice day for it. Well…it’s actually snowing at the top, so I’ll just let everyone else go first. No point in hanging around in the alpine if it’s cold, eh?
Bye Kelly! We’ll miss you!
And there go the bikes…
The West Arm of Kootenay Lake.
Capt Serious, so happy to be here.
Our destination is the top of BaldFace. This sure beats the usual approach of an hour up the gravel road and another 40 minutes of hike a bike to Cherry Tops. An 8 minute flight with views of the mountains (and illegal crops dotting the mountainsides) is far more preferable.
Surfs up, yo.
OK, we’re ready to drop in now.
Darren, what did you do to our nice blue skies?
Riley, showing some Viking like disregard for the climate. Red heads are weird.
Mama Tillman, again with shot of the day. Damn girl, you’ve got the photogenic thing figured out.
Another random Tillman. Hot bike, but cold hands.
Dad on the steeps of the Meadow Trail.
There’s been a lot of work on the trails up there this year. Much improved over last time I rode it. Here we are back at the creek, having a snack and preparing for the climb up to Shannon Pass.
Shannon Pass was the usual collection of shit eating grins. One of my favourite Kootenay trails for sure.
Of course, that wasn’t enough for the boys, so I took Dad over to NRG to meet some locals that were having a post Triple Crown BBQ. Damn, does everyone around here have red hair?
DOUBLE RAINBOW!!!
As is usual with mountain bike groups, we had a sausage party.
Nerds.





























































