O Boy!!! We’re Going Where…?

Dodging bad weather and a crowded schedule makes for a difficult time getting to do heli drops. I’ve usually got a few in by now, but it looks like May was the month to get them done this year. Oh well, looks good for this one.

For those of you who were there, drop me an EMAIL to get the ftp info. I’ve set up an ftp site for us to share all the shots on. Mine are already on there. You can also check out Pete Campbell’s PHOTOSITE for some more heli shots taken by the Angry Pirate on the Sept. 18th ride.

Harley’s starting to look a bit jaded, like “Why don’t I get the front seat?”

The weather was a little bit iffy today. Wasn’t sure how the cloud cieling was going to affect the day, but in the end it cleared off enough to let us in, and the cooler moister air made for superb conditions on the trail.

Not wet at all, just supa grippy and rippable. Kind of, oh I don’t know….perfect?

Yup, that’s the word.

A real mixed crew of guys from the area came out today, including one guy who’s 66 years old. …And he wants to come back nest year. Man, if I can be riding Disney when I’m 70, this getting old gig is going to work out just fine.

Droppin….

Your friendly neighborhood Cove Bike Shop mechanic calls in sick.

Yeah……..SICK.

More dropping….

….and still more. Wanna talk progression? Lots of people are saying that the progression hasa slowed since there’s not so much change in the vids lately. Well, the trickle down effect is going strong. This rock used to scare the bejesus outta most riders, now EVERYONE doesn’t just roll it, they air it.

Your friendly neighborhood Cove Salesman calls in Sick. Isn’t anyone running that show today?

More air off big rocks.

Classic angle on Andrews Wall.

The sun even came out for a bit here, check the shadow.

OK, no pics for a long part of the trail, because we were all riding strong so we just punched it through the middle part.

Until the usual session at Awesome Rock.

Heli Biking :: Round II

Ding Ding!!!

Here we go again, same Bat Time, same Bat Channel.

I think if anything, today was even more perfect than yesterday. The sky is kind of clear, ya know?

Even though we were a bigger group today (17 riders!) it still seemed like you had it all to yourself at times.

The Lions Back….

Tomas from ScottUSA made it out on this one at the last minute.

I’m not sure who this is. After doing this ride two days in a row on top of over a week of hard riding, I couldn’t retain much info. It was an epic day nonetheless.

Fabien, who is either from Munich or Switzerland. Two days off the plane from Europe and he’s wayyyyy over his head in the BC backcountry. Lucky bastard….

Colin, NSMB.com Freeride Team guy.

Having the best ride of his life….

I think it’s Zedbra from Squamish. Nice nose wheelie by the way.

Barb.

Awesome Rock TwoFer!!!!

Colin and Barb.

The aftermath. Thanks are due to Anthony Thaulad (the tired guy on the right) for making this one happen.

Cheers!

"Do You Smell That…?"

“…That gasoline smell?”

“Smells like……Disneyland.”

Give you three guesses what we did today.

We had to push the flight back a day because of weather, but it was well worth the wait.

What’s that white stuff on the mountains?

That’s Angel shit, honey.

Today we had Paul, Burton, Josh, Javed, Jack. and uhhh….Dave? And Harley the evil Hound from Hell.

Only 70 shopping days till Christmas…

It was as cold as it looks up there, too.

Surprisingly though, the rocks had really good traction.

These boys have been doing this trip every fall with me for a few years now. It’s an annual event. Funny how you forget just how steep it is.

A little respite from the gradient.

First trip this summer we were walking on the ice halfway out onto this lake. Just around the corner I decided to to a Superman onto some rocks and bruise the hell outta my ribs. Javed had a spectacular endo as well. Sure the rocks were grippy, but the roots were instant carnage today.

Josh drops into one of about a thousand rock faces.

Paul getting the hang of his new V-10

Burton in the trees.

Artsy shot of Jack (I think) in the Playground.

Cheezit. The cops are here.

Ho hum, more brochure shots.

“How do you know you’re taking a break?”

“Cause I’m having a Kit-Kat.”

“Think about it.”

Burton on the rocks. Careful, too many of those will make ya ill.

Ahh yes, the bill is now due. That’s a hundred foot drop behind that guardrail.

Payback.

In more ways than one. Good thing Paul wasn’t too seriously injured, but his bike was.

Nothing that a few zip ties and a Kokanee couldn’t take care of though.