Anyone up for the Woodlot? Hardly any shots today….we were too busy riding for that.
Here’s Leo dropping in…
Julian doubles up on Smakes and Ladders.
Oooooo…..some Platinum action. This was actually my first time to Platinum. What a trail….I think I have homework to do.
Ahhhhh….holidays.
He’s BA-C-C-K-K!! He’s back in the saddle aga-i-i-in…..
Well, out of the hospital and pretty high on drugs at any rate. 6 weeks till back in the saddle. Today is a rest day, so we hung out at several beaches in the Okanagan and drank beer, lloked at girls, and hung out with THESE freaks….
Old school Cove guys, they never fail to amuse.
On the down side we got sort of hazed out by a bit of a forest fire burning to the south.
Didn’t really make too much difference to us though.
Except that the Tony/Antoinette romance seems to have already burned out. Come on over to the white trash table, honey. We’ll take care of ya.
Time for a guides meeting…..
“I think you should switch to the Orange Sunshine. The Purple Microdots are for night time…..”
Today we went to Kokanee Creek, aided by our lovely and talented friend, Dangerous Deb. Our first trail was Hitman, and what a warmup it was.
A little bit of everything on Hitman.
They call this part Zorro. I wonder why?
At the bottom of Hitman, there’s another trail called Doz Slabs. Very reminiscent of the Disneyland area on the coast, with lots and lots (well, maybe 12 anyway) open granite slabs to wail down.
The last one even has a bit of a gap off the end.
Good and steep.
Our other local guide, whatsisname…..(sorry dude, must be the Purple Microdot).
Lap two took us to Newtsack.
Newtsack is more technical, with trickier log rides, steeper rock faces, and just generally stuntier.
It’s an excellent display of the trail builders art.
This teeter was near the start, and really got things rolling.
Gotta have another look.
…and once more for me.
OK, last time on the teeter, I swear. It was worth going back for……really.
Lots of room for improvisation here, as Pnama makes it work.
More sick steeps.
Gotta stay cool on some of the drops, because it was a long way down if you blew it.
The final move drops in at a real 90 degreees +.
We had just enough time for one more lap for dessert, so we hit a really technical line called Sitkum. It started off with some pretty healthy moves, like this burly stepdown that Deb stomped.
Here’s another angle, which doesn’t really do it justice.
After that, the trail becomes a lot like Fromme on the shore, but without all the erosion. Our mandatory frosty bevvies on the beach, and another epic day comes to a close.
