Of the many times I've ridden this trail, the excitement is always the same. hot, cold, sunny, cloudy, raining... That wind in your perma-grinning face of almost 30 miles of whooping, shred-tastic festival single track of what the fuck it is to love mountain biking.
These are from a trip I did with good friends from Bellingham, Matt and Kevin. September, 2006. We rallied the waz out of that trail. (don't miss out, be sure to click on the images to make them bigger.)
Thanks to Matti for this sweet picture of myself - out of mind and body.
Kevin had a few flats on this ride, silly latex tubes...
Matti, cruisin true Oregon forestry. Kevin is fixing another flat, just outside the Right of the picture.
Kevin, trying not to take the big drink.
Matti and his stumpjumper - countless moments of blissful riding.To see more photos from this ride, click here.