Okay, as most of you know Mobius and I have been on the road for the past month. We just got back, so for all you who had to work for the past month, here's how the trip went down:
Mobius and I left DC on June 30, and rode the Snowshoe freeride park. It was dry and dusty, I didn't know what to do with myself. Anyway we saw Snowshoe Dave in Whistler so I'm guessing the Shoe is gonna be off the hook before too long.
Next stop was Denver, hung with Nocoastfreeride for a while, and then the 3 of us headed off to a place in CO called Monarch Crest. It's basically about 1000ft of climbing and 4000ft vert descending, starting out at a little over 11,000ft up so you're above the treeline for most of it. This was a bit of a lung test, to say the least. We pretty much rode along this ridge for about 3 hours, at the risk of oversimplifying things:
When we got done, we drove straight to Moab. On the way, we took a shortcut thru some abandoned railroad town, then apparently took a detour thru the moon. We stopped to chase some antelopes there.
Once in Moab, we did the Porcupine Rim trail. This is the view over the "rim" I guess. It looks like about 2000ft straight down off of a sheer cliff.
This is Team Turner in Moab. Mobius liked the 5-spot so much, he just HAD to buy one right then and there, so he did.
Then we rode the Moab Rim trail, I wrecked and broke my brake lever, so we called it a day.
Next up was Post Canyon, in Hood River OR. As I said in the other thread, check out www.gfra.org for the lowdown. We were sorta wandering around looking for a trailhead or something, when we come around a corner and see this:
So we hooked up with these guys, Allen, Chris, and Ryan, and they showed us around, threw it down PROPER, and were cool guys in general. The trails there RULE. The drops were pretty big, a few over 10ft and all of them had buttery smooth transitions to land on. The skinnies were tight, and gaps were large. I didn't bother with the camera for most of the riding we did there, so here's another pic of the road gap. No pics of me doing it, but I did. Mobius bitched out.
Next, we picked up SarahMaria in Seattle and headed up to Whistler. I needn't say much. I rode my ass off, cracked my RFX, snapped a handlebar, etc..... More pics of Mobius and I screwing around on A-line:
Hey Mobius, hottie on your right at 3 o'clock:
attempt at style:
faster than a speeding ticket:
Look right again:
After a little more than a week of that, we headed to Vancouver to ride the famed North Shore. We hit CBC and Corkscrew a couple of times on Saturday. Returned to my car to find that some scum had broken into it, smashing the window and grabbing my cell phone, and basically everything of value that Mobius had -- i.e. wallet, phone, passport, travelers' checks, cash, camera and lenses, even his coveted Abercrombie and Fitch belt. Bastards. We ghetto-rigged up a window with a trash bag and some packing tape, straight thug life.
We rode Oilcan the next day, it was pretty beat. Drops to flat are bad enough, Watershed-style. Add rock "armoring" to the landings, and you have a recipe for suckitude and harsh landings. I did the drops for a while, realized what was going on, and decided to take the wuss lines for the rest of the day. The wuss lines were a lot better.
After all that, we didn't do much riding. We mooched off my buddy JR in Vancouver, got wasted and scoped hot chix, and Mobius got owned RT-style by the Irish car bomb(s?). Then mooched a couple days off my cousin Maria in Seattle, camping with her and chillin on the beach, basically just relaxing. It was pretty nice.
We hit Northstar a couple days after that, but weren't really into it. Besides being TOTALLY beat from everything, the 'Star was stuff we really weren't used to -- the 3" deep dust was a bit to get used to, and some of the trails really used too much uphill switchbacks which tended to kill your speed. It was pretty fun but that basically whacked us out for good. Mobius and I both got owned, but we did manage to lay a major smackdown on the bathroom at Northstar. No pics from N*.
From there, it was more or less a death-march home, although we stopped in Denver for another major mooch session with Mobius' uncle, which ruled. This is us camping in the Utah desert, apparently the only life forms for about 100 sq. miles:
The damage/destruction:
One RFX frame
One 5-spot frame
2 rear derailluers
2 hangers
2 SRAM shifters
1 chain
1 Fox shock
1 Super T
1 Titec handlebar
1 Hadley hub, sorta
1 521 rim
1 Maxxis tire, 1 Intense tire
1 Hayes m/c
3 sets of brake pads
10 cases of beer
1 pair of shoes
1 tire (4runner)
1 passenger window (4runner)
4 brake rotors (4runner)
1 bathroom, Northstar
1 speeding ticket, 1 warning
My favorite things about Whistler:
-that hot girl at the Amsterdam Pub
-A-line
-Mobius getting owned in general
-all those "honey" beers, and Cubans
-jailbait
-whack style
-the RT
-the Turtle
-A-line
-not getting robbed yet
-and it's all fun and games until.....
Mobius and I left DC on June 30, and rode the Snowshoe freeride park. It was dry and dusty, I didn't know what to do with myself. Anyway we saw Snowshoe Dave in Whistler so I'm guessing the Shoe is gonna be off the hook before too long.
Next stop was Denver, hung with Nocoastfreeride for a while, and then the 3 of us headed off to a place in CO called Monarch Crest. It's basically about 1000ft of climbing and 4000ft vert descending, starting out at a little over 11,000ft up so you're above the treeline for most of it. This was a bit of a lung test, to say the least. We pretty much rode along this ridge for about 3 hours, at the risk of oversimplifying things:
When we got done, we drove straight to Moab. On the way, we took a shortcut thru some abandoned railroad town, then apparently took a detour thru the moon. We stopped to chase some antelopes there.
Once in Moab, we did the Porcupine Rim trail. This is the view over the "rim" I guess. It looks like about 2000ft straight down off of a sheer cliff.
This is Team Turner in Moab. Mobius liked the 5-spot so much, he just HAD to buy one right then and there, so he did.
Then we rode the Moab Rim trail, I wrecked and broke my brake lever, so we called it a day.
Next up was Post Canyon, in Hood River OR. As I said in the other thread, check out www.gfra.org for the lowdown. We were sorta wandering around looking for a trailhead or something, when we come around a corner and see this:
So we hooked up with these guys, Allen, Chris, and Ryan, and they showed us around, threw it down PROPER, and were cool guys in general. The trails there RULE. The drops were pretty big, a few over 10ft and all of them had buttery smooth transitions to land on. The skinnies were tight, and gaps were large. I didn't bother with the camera for most of the riding we did there, so here's another pic of the road gap. No pics of me doing it, but I did. Mobius bitched out.
Next, we picked up SarahMaria in Seattle and headed up to Whistler. I needn't say much. I rode my ass off, cracked my RFX, snapped a handlebar, etc..... More pics of Mobius and I screwing around on A-line:
Hey Mobius, hottie on your right at 3 o'clock:
attempt at style:
faster than a speeding ticket:
Look right again:
After a little more than a week of that, we headed to Vancouver to ride the famed North Shore. We hit CBC and Corkscrew a couple of times on Saturday. Returned to my car to find that some scum had broken into it, smashing the window and grabbing my cell phone, and basically everything of value that Mobius had -- i.e. wallet, phone, passport, travelers' checks, cash, camera and lenses, even his coveted Abercrombie and Fitch belt. Bastards. We ghetto-rigged up a window with a trash bag and some packing tape, straight thug life.
We rode Oilcan the next day, it was pretty beat. Drops to flat are bad enough, Watershed-style. Add rock "armoring" to the landings, and you have a recipe for suckitude and harsh landings. I did the drops for a while, realized what was going on, and decided to take the wuss lines for the rest of the day. The wuss lines were a lot better.
After all that, we didn't do much riding. We mooched off my buddy JR in Vancouver, got wasted and scoped hot chix, and Mobius got owned RT-style by the Irish car bomb(s?). Then mooched a couple days off my cousin Maria in Seattle, camping with her and chillin on the beach, basically just relaxing. It was pretty nice.
We hit Northstar a couple days after that, but weren't really into it. Besides being TOTALLY beat from everything, the 'Star was stuff we really weren't used to -- the 3" deep dust was a bit to get used to, and some of the trails really used too much uphill switchbacks which tended to kill your speed. It was pretty fun but that basically whacked us out for good. Mobius and I both got owned, but we did manage to lay a major smackdown on the bathroom at Northstar. No pics from N*.
From there, it was more or less a death-march home, although we stopped in Denver for another major mooch session with Mobius' uncle, which ruled. This is us camping in the Utah desert, apparently the only life forms for about 100 sq. miles:
The damage/destruction:
One RFX frame
One 5-spot frame
2 rear derailluers
2 hangers
2 SRAM shifters
1 chain
1 Fox shock
1 Super T
1 Titec handlebar
1 Hadley hub, sorta
1 521 rim
1 Maxxis tire, 1 Intense tire
1 Hayes m/c
3 sets of brake pads
10 cases of beer
1 pair of shoes
1 tire (4runner)
1 passenger window (4runner)
4 brake rotors (4runner)
1 bathroom, Northstar
1 speeding ticket, 1 warning
My favorite things about Whistler:
-that hot girl at the Amsterdam Pub
-A-line
-Mobius getting owned in general
-all those "honey" beers, and Cubans
-jailbait
-whack style
-the RT
-the Turtle
-A-line
-not getting robbed yet
-and it's all fun and games until.....
I think the 5 is fine but the shop was pretty stuck on him dealing with it i.e. buying it. I'm pretty sure I can get a cheap crash-replace on the chainstay, so I'm not too concerned. Regardless, unless it's cheap as in under about $20, I can't afford to fix it yet...
neaky: We were already talking about and planning next year's trip even before leaving Vancouver. 
Time for some X-Drives or Profiles I guess.
