Yeah, it’s too much for just one post, so I split it.  Anyway, back to our story.  As you recall, I’d eaten a lunch that had some dubious looking lettuce on it, but food is food….right?

Things were fine at this point, as Wade showed us the proper technique.

Everyone took the advice to heart, and a mad session ensued.

Pic o’ the day….

Somewhere around here I was siezed by some chills, and felt the urge to barf, which I manfully (stupidly?) repressed.

OK, no pics for a bit. I was definitely poisoned.  Somehow, I manged to throw up FIVE times, and interstingly only the lettuce came out.  So now Ihave to live with the fact the Tippie out climbed me.  Oh the humiliation…..

Meh…whatever.  By Awesome Rock I was feeling a little bit better.

Pics never do this one justice.  Arthur is on an 85 degree slope there.

And now the standard scenic shots from the last viewpoint.

Yes Burton, I agree.

Simmons, quit posing.

You too, Brett.

A big ride and a big beer.  two great tastes that go great together.

Another one in the books.  Not sure about the random psycho who came by and stomped ona  bunch of beers, then peeled out giving us the finger, but it added some spice to the day.

Oh, and by the way, Brett doesn’t need to stick his dick in a jar of peanut butter.  The end result is already there.

What….two years have already gone by and I haven’t gone for a Disney run?

Well no wonder. At least it’s not duct tape and a half chewed EatMore….

Actually, it was Andrew’s birthday and he’s never been on one of these, so here ya go…the birthday boy ridin’ shotgun.

Good views from that chair.

With our first lift access, we had some time for plenty of pics, and between Andrew and Wyld Willy there were plenty of SLR’s on the flight.

Say hi to Willy…

OK, enough with the artsy crap…

Arthur, with some kind of gas or something…

Ahh, just relax, the bikes are coming….

Holy FroRiders!  Yes, that’s Tippie AND Simmons there with Willy.

Ready, set, walk yer bikes?!

Oh, there’s the trail.

Our diverse crew, which included other veterans of the heli scene like our old pal Burton, also had several first timers.  Not that it mattered.  This ride quickly degenerated into something of a hammer fest.  If you can call falling down cliffs like these hammering.

I know Burton was a bit worried about the size of the crew, but at this point I think he was more worried about his fitness.  These guys can all ride pretty good.

Ah yes.  Lunch.  Where it all fell apart for me.

Seems I got a tainted sammie from Safeway.  I was feeling fine until this point.  Maybe a bit outta shape compared to some of the hammers that came along, but nothing too bad.

At this point, I still felt at least as good as Lane did here.

What do I mean?  Well, just stay tuned for the next post and I’ll tell ya…..