Which kind of says it all, doesn’t it? Maybe we were a bit tired after two absolutely spectacular days, but Seymour was tough today.
Not that it’s supposed to be easy, I suppose.
The boys were having a good time, hard going or no.
Look at the big smile on Rolf.
And I got to take some more of the stock angles on CBC. You can’t go to the Shore and NOT ride CBC. It’s just not done.
Wee also ran into our old pal from Florida, Boombatz (you can call him Scott if you’re not comfortable with foreign pronunciation).
He wised up last year and moved to Washington, and this is the first time we’ve crossed paths since then. It was good to have some fresh legs on the day, as it really helped bring up the stoke level of the crew.
It was worth pounding down Neds just to get this jump, but man…the race really took it’s toll on that trail.
Future Darwin Award Recipient.
Good times, my German brothers. I’ll see you again, but this time in Kelowna.












































