whistler 2008 #2

Just got back from whistler trip number two for the year. went up with hack, fat larry, skinny april and shawn. we also stayed in the same condo with chris and stef yao. it was relentless from the start of the trip...hack and i singing "bernie" songs, talking with the hands doing the april and larry arguing thing all the way up. we also had a guy named shin shi shamalading dong tailgate up the whole way from everett until he passed us when we were getting something to eat in squamish.

april thought larry wasn't going to get across the border and was giving him endless crap, but 10 minutes before the border, april found out that her passport was expired....the crap talking stopped real quickly! however, the old lady rear ending the guy in front of us caused enough of a distraction that april sailed through to mt biking mecca without even a glance at the passport.

we arrived a bit late in the day on friday, so only chris was riding. jake had already crashed once and his arm was hurting. the next day we got up bright and early, got the bikes ready for the mountain then larry's bike broke and my fork sucked. larry's rear cassette fell off and my fork must have had way too much oil in it, because it turned into a four inch travel 888. same mechanic worked on both bikes....coincidence?

weather on saturday was great. partly cloudy, no rain and trails were tacky. i got in a ton of runs. unknowingly the first ambulance of the day that we saw heading up the mountain was going up to pick up jake. he had gotten a bit crazy and the whistler gods decided to make a sacrafice for the day. he wound up with a pretty bad concussion and some pretty horrific looking bruises. bummed us all out for a while, but he would not want us to just sit around and mope..so we on we rode.

after the many runs on saturday, i awoke to a dreary sunday. rain rain rain. we all decided to head home early, leaving whistler around ten thirty am. however, traffic sucked, the weather sucked and it wound up taking us about twelve and a half hours to get home. hope jakes memory comes back...we'll ride again soon!

oh yeah, i didn't bring my camera...it was a riding trip.