Holy, lots of people showed up on a wet day to make mud. I, of course, was late due to a bit of a bender the night before. Lots of Keith’s IPA and Scotch.
Uhhhhhhhhh……
Here’s PD (background) and some guy building a berm into a stepdown just before the bridge across Enigma Ck.
A bit of paving I got into a wee bit further down.
..and that savage little dog of mine. She hardly bit anyone today. A little drainage work in the foreground there.
…but maybe little tired today.
Man, kids today. Send them out downhilling for a few thousand feet and they get all ti-ti.
They were doing Ok on CBC though.
It was still a GLORIOUS day out. Here’s Kurt out in the rainforest.
We did one run down Ned’s.
Later on we hit up some secret stuff into Deep Cove. I thought it was only a 1 foot drop. Maybe it was 2….
Dave was lying on his back, muttering “I see Blue, he looks…..GLORIOUS!”
Another wet one on Seymour. Lots of riding today. Holger came out for one more ride before returning to his tour company on the Continent. Also, Bill Tuohy and his buddy Michael came up from San Fran for a rip. AND….I had the first day of a local kids group out for a shred.
Here’s Bill, giving his broken scapula a test. Those white spots are raindrops if you haven’t been here yet.
Holger on CBC.
Bill, barely visible in the gloom.
Seet autumn shot of CBC. Holger and his bright jacket again, with Bill spotting him.
Sliding into the corner.
This is how dark it actually looked. All I could see was Mike’s chrome visor all afternoon.
Holger on Salvation.
Supa cool shot of some fungus on Pangor.
Poor Bill. He broke his derailleur hanger on the first run, and with a short day we opted to lend him Barb’s pink bike. It was a little small and unfamiliar, combined with big vertical, and 12 weeks off the bike with injuries.
Bill was tired. Hell, I was tired…..
So, after two runs with the big boys it was time to go for a rip with the young guns. Four of ’em. I think they must have been shut up in a classroom all day or something. Holy, can they ever rip it up.
Lucas, second generation Cove ripper.
Another punk riding bridges in the dark.
Artsy fartsy shot of Chronister (my tailgunner) on the Ned’s Gap.
