Or “How Tired I Felt After Hammering the Peat Bog All Day Yesterday.”
Funny how tired we all felt after spending a couple of days at…
Oh God. We have to do this again?
I noticed that the crew over at PureMTB.com were wondering what happened to all the carnage shots.
Well, here you go.
Actually, everybody pulled out a good one today. FunBobby pops some wood.
I did too, only bigger.
Round log, sketchy teeter totter, and FLEXING BICEPS.
Eric keeps it upright (I think it’s Eric).
Trask getting a little “Head” on the Head Drop.
Barb gets her share.
Eric reverting to form.
Back in the open again.
A bit of rain made a huge difference to the dust. The clay was unbelievably grippy. Gary couldn’t quite get over how hard you could corner in it.
Some trail hazards here are unlike anywhere else in Canada.
Another epic sunset at the pub at the end of the ride.
…And the traditional passed out in the smelly van shot.
