On familiar ground again. We tore a strip outta Seymour today.
Multiple runs, not much stopping. Julian looks pretty good on that team Shocker, dontcha think?
And Leo steps it down on Neds.
Seymour
ChocolateFoot – Last Day
What? Last day already? Awwwww…. I was just getting to know you guys. Well, at least you lucked out and got a CLASSIC shore day. I bit of mist, a bit of fog, and we’re on my home turf.
Oooo! And I’ve got a new prototype from Cove Bikes to test too.
We’re calling it the Mingeebollockwanker for now. Lots of pics from CBC to show you today.
Hey, what can I say? It’s a go to spot for me.
You KNOW you’re going to get good shots here. It’s a gimmee.
Pffft …..Al, ya freakin showoff.
He is pretty good though. I think he pretty much ruled the tour….even if he never did find the marmalade.
Today’s star was Phil (finally). After struggling all week, he finally hit his stride on Seymour.
I think he was just waiting for everyone to blow up before making his move. I can relate. I use that strategy a lot.
Yo Phil, you’re up there now.
Well, Tom was stomping everything in sight too, and he didn’t look too tired.
Wa, on the other hand, had completely blown his load on Fromme yesterday. Hey, if this is struggling, you’ve got no worries….
Yeah, it’s a cliche now. Big trees, misty ambience, silhouetted rider…
Oooooo……a change from the usual. Yeah, the ChocoFoot crew rates. We’re going for the good stuff today. Welcome to Dale’s Trail.
Not everyone gets to ride this.
Of course, Al continued to stomp.
Wa managed to hang out some fairly large lines, even though he felt beat down from 2 weeks of riding.
Oh….my…..god. Al has put his foot down. Turn off the lights, lock it up, take it home….it’s all over.
Ahhhh screw it. Lets go for another run. CBC again….(see above for stupidly epic shots. Rinse and repeat). this time we got into Corkscrew.
How many guys can we get on the stunt at once?
Ye Olde Zipper Teeter.
Hey Al…there’s some marmalade at the bottom…..
Awwwwwwwwww…..I was just kidding. Look, you’re just gonna have to come back.
Boys, I had an excellent week. Come back any time.
Revenge of the Sith – Day 1
Usually, I refer to this trip as “Return of the Jedi Council,” but as circumstancs warranted I had to change the title. There’s a little foreshadowing if you ever had it.
The setup is thus: a recurring group of London types keeps returning, and they seem to have some skills. Or put another way, cockey Cockneys.
I can’t think of why they keep wanting to come back…
Unless it’s to pollute our water supply.
The traditional late night arrival turned into an early swim and a full day on Seymour. I was feeling the effects of shuttling a drunken wedding party off the mountain until 3am (congratulations to Mr and Mrs Costigan). Nothing like hanging out with your drunken friends while stone cold sober to put you off drinking for a bit.
The trails were prime first thing.
Nothing like getting right into it on the first day.
Seymour is old hat to the Council now.
Except for Craig. He’s te newest member of the crew (Tony, Stophe, Paul, Panama, and Pierre are the veterans).
Craig’s only been riding for a year, and he’s all over the sport.
I can’t even remember where these shots are from. Sure looks nice……
OK, back on track. Panama hangs loose.
Some backlit zipper totter action…
More Salvation lines.
As you can see, it’s a black and white kind of day. With no Germans on the schedule for over a month, it loooks like it’s gonna be blue skies and warm temps from here on out.
Which always makes the log rides easier.
Doesn’t it?
