Best of Luck, Engas…

A whole week between updates! Well, I was pretty tired. Went to Bjorn’s (the guy who makes the Kranked movies) wedding on Saturday. What a great (albeit kooky) time. Very flattering company to be in, too. Hardly anyone was there. Just family and a couple of friends. He had it on the beach in Gibson’s, right by the ferry landing. They made us do some cool stuff like bless the rings in a big circle, and we had to dress up ‘creatively’ for the event. Then they made us do a ‘fertility’ dance, which looked suspiciously like the dance from the Full Monty. Religious duties were fulfilled by a Buddhist monk, and what a cool way to worship. I’m a practically spirutual person, and I was impressed by this man’s personal power. Very quiet, unassuming and supremely confident without being overbearing. I enjoyed it greatly. Unfortunately, due to some hereditary illness which bothers me from time to time, I had to return home instead of going on the cruise to Texada Island and partying ’till dawn like you are supposed to do on the solstice. Oh well, maybe on their 25th anniversary.

Back to riding. Big Andy cancelled. Bummer. He did have some pretty serious personal issues come up unexpectedly. He’ll be back, but I was all set up for the Big Man this year. His buddy Don showed up, though. We rode Seymour (A Section, CBC, Corcksrew, Pingu, Boogieman, Fed Bear, Kelly’s Trail), and Cypress (Upper and Lower Paul Hogan’s, Firhose, and…….). He showed up as the Michelin Man, with about 30 pounds extra padding. He kind of overheated. Oh well, another chance today. We will be taking some photos (finally) so maybe I will be able to dress this up a bit for a change.

George 2

Ahh yes. More punishment courtesy of an old guy from Texas. Yup, he thrashed me on the climb. Mind you I am saving myself for DISNEYLAND tomorrow! More about that in a minute.

George wanted to see something a little harder so we die the darkside climb up Seymour to the top of the powerlines. I handed him off some pads and we hit Pangor. I won’t lie to you. He had trouble with it. He also rode most of it. He walked a lot of the little drops, but he at least tried everything. What a trooper. I don’t really care if you don’t ride it. I just like to see you try. We also checked out a few sections of Boogieman, including the Piledriver. He was totally blown away. I’m looking forward to my golden years a little bit more now. We also took a couple of pics. I’ll get those up as soon as I get them.

After he left I went down to see Roy at Idun, who laid a bunch of slick threads on me. If you haven’t seen the Idun gear yet, go now.

IDUN.tv

I’m off for a heli trip tomorrow with some Bloody Limey’s and a crapload of rock stars. I’d better get some sleep. I’ll give y’all a full update a soon as I recover.

George

Well well. And I thought that Chip was a good example of the skilled mature rider.

Hah.

George, a computer firmware engineer from Texas showed up today. He’s 62 years old. First time on the Shore. Now, realistically, I was pretty nice to him. We rode the old Bridal Path (A and B) over to the Seymour river via the Bottletop and back. It is one of the easier trails out here but it’s still light years away from Texas flat track. P’as de probleme.

I’m calling my dad. He’s afraid of computers and singletrack. He tells me that ‘old’ guys can’t do either. Happy Father’s Day! Now get off your ass and come riding.

Tomorrow? Maybe the first heli trip of the year. Fingers are crossed.

Oh yeah, last night’s party was a dud. A little rain and everyone goes home. Oh well, maybe we can have the World Cup after party next month or something.

I’m outie.