Mountain bicycling is one of my favorite things

I've been back in Beautiful, Bountiful, Breath-taking, Bellingham, Washington for almost a full two weeks now. It feels good to be back here. It is a place that I love. Not as much the city, but the hills and trails that surround it. I've been on the mountain bike exclusively, taking my camera (almost) every time, planning to get photos of the rad trails that I get to rip. I'm happy to report, the following two photos are literally the only photos that I've taken the time to snap. It's just been so hard to actually premeditate anything when you're stuck in that all-consuming body/mind experience of rallying your bike around in the woods.

Skim the good stuff off the top

My last full day in Oregon ended with a mid-winter's skim board sesh with my brother Johnny, and brother-from-another-mother, Thomas. Nothing like ice cold water, waves, beautiful scenery, good company, and running around lots in your underwear to light the fire of life and ring in the finish of year Two Thousand and Ten.