Why did we come here again? Oh right, the Shangri-La of mountain biking. I remember now.

Well, we should ride bikes then.

I said ride bikes, not get Wade drunk so you can check out his ass……Nelly.

You’ll end up like this if you’re not careful. I hear Wades girlfriend is uber possessive.

It might be low, but it sure is skinny….

That’s more like it. Stefan gets a bit of a scare.

Rob looks like he’s got a better handle on this one.

Does Princess like the big truck? You go, Buttercup.

Ahhhhh yes….Shangri-La.

Welcome back. It’s been a year already, and the crew looks stoked. This time, we’re off to Williams Lake for the first off two whole weeks of ripping it up with the one and only Mr. Wade Simmons. On deck this year we have luke, Rob, Stu, Nicole, and Dan returning from last time. New to the squad are Stefan, Rainer, and Mike.

The first day was a travel day, but there’s this little known singletrack south of Lillooet known as Della Creek. Actually more of a ridge….

Of course, true to form, the guide fell off about 30 seconds after that shot. Here’s the upshot:

8 stitches. I managed to beaka chunk of wood off inside my knee. Oh well, alls well that ends well. I had no problems finishing the ride and apart from a little stiffness in the morning (like I don’t always hae that problem anyway…ahem) it was no big deal. Way to set the tone for the trip though.

On the way to the trailhead, we came across some kid (Holten?) who had built his own private bike park. Pretty killer zone he’s put together, and he’s only just turned 15.

I now present to you, Princess Buttercup.