That park was great, but no trip to the Sunshine Coast would be complete without a few laps on the amazing trails of Roberts Creek. So we got up early and hit some laps on trails like Mach Chicken.
I don’t know what impressed the boys more; the amazing flow of the trails here or the amazing ladies that bike them. Jess was good enough to take time out of her riding schedule to help us shuttle today.
A couple of laps later and we spent some time on DNZ teaching the new guys a few old tricks. Here’s Daniel on a bit of a step down.
Wolfgang set the line on the gaps, so that Fabien could get a few of them dialled in.
Of course, we sent several middle fingers to cancer via the Steve Sheldon Supersender, as is tradition.
Fuck cancer…
We even had a double session on the legendary Cunning Stunts, and Daniel managed a clean run on the swivel totter.
One more lap on Mach Chicken to be had before hitting the ferry.
Daniel pops his Millenium Falcon cherry right here…
The verdict on the day? The boys thought it was the best day of mountain biking they’ve ever had.
Sweet. Mission accomplished.
Daniel took it in stride, and the rest of the gang looked like this:
No rest for the wicked once again. After dropping the boys downtown, it was time to hit the highway. An all nighter in store for me should lead to some more adventures tomorrow…
