Another Thursday, another hammerfest in the Mice. Dave, you’re facing the wrong way…
Oops. Yes, that’s a carbon rim. Karl’s carbon rim to be exact. May it rest in pieces.
So, there may or may not have been some shenanigans that led to this. I was in front, and there’s a particular corner on Eagle that I’ve missed a few rides in a row now. I managed to remember it in time, but at the pace we were riding tonight (translation: terrifying) it didn’t matter much. Since I’ve missed that turn multiple times, I don’t exactly know the line yet. I blew off a small drop and kind of nose bonked a hole with a gnarly sharp rock. Karl saw me freak out a bit, and pulled out to the right. Right into this…
Game over, man. Well, he had a nice walk down Arawana Rd.
We, on the other hand, had a lovely ride under the setting sun.
After riding Rainbow North, Sidewinder, Tripod, Marmot, Rusty Muffler, Eagle, Raven, Mule Deer, Ponderosa, and Black Bear, we went for a little rip on Southern Dancer.
Yes, that’s all in one descent. As Kurt would say… "This place sucks…"
I leave you with a couple more typical sunset snaps of the boys.
