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Hello Mug….making friends?

Time for yet another fresh trail. Prime and Endless is the new trail off of the back of Desous, and it’s just what it says…..

although we did manage to find one reason to stop for trail maintenance. Leave it to Tyler to have a saw in his pack.

The key to this whole trail is this section right here. Shreddies said it took him two years to find the route through this rock band.

The mist was more than just eerie today, too. The moisture made for some seriously slick conditions. I was seriously concerned that we were going to get skunked on my plans for the afternoon.

Somehow we slithered down to the bottom in more or less one piece. You can just make out the Fraser River there in the background.

OK, gambled and won. Farwell Canyon, dry and sunny.

Lap one. the Classic line.

These guys haven’t seen Farwell before, which is the best way to experience it.

Just like ROAM, but in person.

See em? Way down there, those specks are…..us.

Todays guide, driver, and all round solid rider Cory drops in.

Barb, as per usual, keeping pace.

Oh, and she can also sleaze it up with the Mug.

Too bad Tyler has bigger tits….

His ass leaves a little to be desired….

Go get him, Kat!

The rest of the girls heading down the Fingers.

That’s me….

…and my truck.

Time for round four (we ripped another Classic when you weren’t looking)…

With an interlude for a UFM (Unidentified Flying Mug…oh wait, that’s Dan’s mug).

More killer freeriding across the Chilcotin grasslands.

OK, tighten your sphincters. It’s Godsmack time.

I was having some serious fear issues today, but I still went for the thumb.

Can’t figure why I’d be scared….

At least I got it over with. Those chumps are still waiting for their turn.

OK, there they go.

Cory had the only clean run on this spine.

Simon wasn’t so lucky. He kind of smeared out at speed.

Tyler chose a more tech line.

The boys spotting the rest of the crew a few spines over.

Cory leads the way down the chutes.

Simon warps down after him.

This line just keeps on giving.

Meanwhile, back up the ridges, the rest of the crew is still working the spines.

Kat is in there someplace. That girl has some serious guts. She was almost shaking at the top, and went for it anyway. Real courage……cool.

Tyler, not sure what’s coming….

Finally, he spots the key to the line and sends it.

Barb, in full control, was just waiting for a clear run.

Our lin
es, with the Mug for scale…..

Kat meanwhile, had gotten hung up a little. Seems she’s never ridden without an actual trail before. We went back up the gullies to help her out, but by the time we climbed up she’d extricated herself. Still, I managed to get this nice pic, and Barb found a toonie in the sand. Silver linings…..

That bike getting any lighter, Ty?

And so ends the biggest single post in Bush Pilot TripLog history. 50 pics.

Cheers…..and a very happy birthday to my Mom.