Another day with Will.

Barb came along today. She needed a good ride after having an interview for a promotion at work. Girl was all stressed out.

Not anymore.

Un-retouched image. This is the real colour.

Will, out in the woods somewhere.

Here’s something…

AUGHH! An ALIEN!!!

That’s no alien. That’s my Barb.

Yeah, Cypress.

It was just going to be one fo those days. As it turned out, it was the last of the dry days as well.

Here’s how things got underway.

Custom rotor shaping courtesy of the Mystery Downhill.

I can fix it. My Dad’s a TV repairman. He’s got the ULTIMATE set of tools.

It was overcast and with the thick sumer growth, really dark in the trees. This is just a long excuse for having a lot of blurry shots from today. But it was really dark. Honest.

Still, with the magic of Photoshop you can make things look oh so sunny and pleasant.

After two sarm up runs, half the crew was too beat up to continue. It’s a long trip, eh?

Actually, it was so dry out that it made the trails really treacherous. Crazy ball-bearings on all the corners and loose trenches on the straights.

Gary, on the other hand, just got stronger as the trip went on.

Here’s Eric gunning for the same gap. Notice the flight path and how it differs from Gary’s.

“Hi Ladies”

Then we went to check out this little stepdown gap around the corner.

“Uh Dude? Could you maybe stretch up here a bit more? I’m not bending over for a Pilsener.”

Never dare an Englishman to take his clothes off.

The aftermath. A bit of a slow start this morning. Hmmmmm. Could it have been the ten cases of beer?

Eventually we made it up Mt Lolo. Here the boys are checking out the glider launch. No Tony, it’s not a huck.

Alpine meadows.

Here’s the hucking.

Hey, isn’t that Paul in the water? It must be hot out if he’s getting wet.

Speaking of wet, Glen’s wet dream finally came true. Here he is in front of the infamous Jaw Drop.