Pumpkin Ride – 2

OK, seasonal shenanigans are over. It’s time to get back to some serious shredding, and a full day of Farwell laps.  I think Cheryl would agree.  That lady likes it steep, and steep it shall be today.

Getting ready to drop in on the Fingers, and can you believe the weather?

25C and sunny.  Lots of wind though.  It made some of the more exposed lines incredibly dynamic today.  Once again, all time conditions were on tap.

You can’t just hit the Fingers once.  At least twice is always the call.  The secret with all these trails is to go WAY too fast.

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Oops. Got a flat.  And also the van rolled off the jack.  Cheryl called it with never taking the last bolt off the wheel until you’re out from underneath the vehicle.  Good call.

We got ‘er fixed in no time and got back to the business at hand of shredding the Classic.

You know that we were not going to leave without a lap down Godsmack.   It was on my mind all day, since I haven’t been able to hit it for a few years (the last two times I visited I had to guide people around the easy way, and the time before that it was baked hard and I crashed).

Today it was butter smooth and wide.  Maybe the best I’ve ever seen it, or at least even with the best it can be.

I think Cheryl got her steep fix, and I know Chicken was having a time.

Shred.

JC continued his mission to rip the local trails up before he leaves.  He went way too fast, as is tradition, and nearly lost it on the g-out.   He did pull through here, though.

One last drop in to finish the line.  This always feels like Spanky’s at Blackcomb to me….but on dirt…with bikes.

Hey Mark!  What’s the point?

Ha!   We got one more run in to grab Chicken’s bag that he dropped, but this was the climax of the day for sure.

What a way to finish the last big road trip of the season.   There’s still some more shenanigans to play out this year, but we’re in the final few weeks before the snow hits.

Pumpkin Ride – 1

It’s been quite a year, but something has been missing.  I haven’t been to Williams Lake since last July.   Well, I guess I should send it then!

OK, that’s not me.  That’s Justin, who is moving away from the Puddle shortly and was taking the opportunity this weekend to dial a couple of lines before he’s gone.  That little road gap was something that’s been bugging Justin for a while.  I think the town will miss him.  He did a lot of great work with Ride the Cariboo and the Peel Out.

Yeah, that’s a skinny. There’s a whole bunch of new ones on Snakes and Ladders.   I don’t care if the kids can’t ride em.  I love those things.

It was very nice out this weekend.  Sunny and warm enough for short sleeves all day.  Plus insane fall colours.

My mom is worried that I’m having my mid-life crisis.  Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not, but this here Fire Chicken sure looks awesome right about now.

Of course, we were really here to take part in the Pumpkin Ride, so after a good 5 or 6 laps we met back at the shop for the annual event.  Antlers are optional.

Good thing I brought my Petzl.   With 50 or 60 riders, you really didn’t need your own light.

This ride goes down every year just before Halloween, where everyone goes for a night ride on the South Side trails and end up at Uncle Kenny’s and Adele’s for a mad feast.   The final trail is all lit up with pumpkins and lights, and there’s enough food for an army.

On the way we have to stop several times for refreshments…

Several times…

Decisions were made, actions happened…

Oops.   Jer, I don’t think those old Manitous are supposed to take air.

While we waited for the ambulance, Doerfling killed some time by killing this hip into the sand pit.

Here’s some more carnage for you.

Luckily, Jer was only ‘Mostly Dead’ after that crash, and so they released him from the hospital with enough time to make it to the feast and eat pie.

I think he needs another slice. He’s looking a lot skinnier…

 

Singletrack Stampedin’ – Day 1

Alright, let’s get this show on the road.  Thanks to Monica and Ryders Eyewear for stylin’ out the ladies…

Also gotta thank Sirel for helping load bikes, shuttling the van, and just generally being eye candy for the riders this weekend. 

If you crank up this song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=QwxYiVXYyVs#t=18s), this next pic is just so much better…

OK, on to the riding.  We are in town today.  Although my favourite breakfast joint is closed, there were a zillion pancake breakfasts for Stampede, so we hit up one of those and then we kind of…uh…poached the parade.  It wasn’t quite started yet, and we accidentally drove down the middle of the route.  Well, what are ya gonna do, stop a van full of chicks that ride like this?

So fun to see Annie again.  She’s obviously still shredding hard.  So is our new friend Leanne.

So if you take a line of girls and send them off this jump like so:

Then if the first one sorta crashes you end up with this:

Luckily, nobody got seriously mangled.  Although our English Rose did get a pretty gnarly raspberry…

That was our cue to take a break, and head on over to the westside for some Snakes and Ladders…and cows.

I missed a great action shot here.  Suffice to say, we could tell it’s still springtime from the actions of the bull.

Alright, on to more riding.  Aja was killin’ it as always.

Monica and all the other girls weren’t exactly slacking off either.

Had to do a bit of a photo sesh on the sky berms.  That zone is a ton of fun.   The best layout of government funds I’ve seen in a long time.

Get up there Leanne!

I love this next one of Aja.  Check the angle of the head.  THAT’S anticipating the turn.

Lindsey is here on assignment for NSMB.com, and I got the impression that she doesn’t ride as much as the rest of the group.  No problem, she’s game to shred all of it, and with a big camera in the pack that’s not exactly easy.

Annie might have a "wee bum," but those are some big hips she’s showing there…

The last part of the new Snakes n’ Ladders line is the steeps into the canyon.  Hard to shoot in here, but here’s a taste…

You’ll just have to go there and see for yourself, I guess.

Was that a good day ladies?

Good, because it ain’t over yet.  Time to go to Let Her Buck!

Yep, we’re partying at the Saloon tonight.  Them city girls dress up real purdy, don’t they?

I was the DD tonight, but trying to dance to the band in cowboy boots in a sea of crushed beer cans made it seem like I’d had a few.  Now I know why comboys walk that way.  Those boots are tippy…

…and those girls are all on stage.  Nice work.

That was a long day, and tomorrow looks hot.  Good thing we bugged out at a reasonable hour, because we gotta go to Farwell in the morning….