post was great today. i picked up raul and his new camera at about eight o'clock this morning and headed east. the drive out was crazy windy. one of the windiest days i've seen on the way to hood river.
we started at family man where josh quickly introduced his head to a tree and he was then seeing crazy! he took a few advil and we headed towards the top of the mountain. the riding was going fine...new guy brian from the east coast lost one of the pulleys on his rear changer at the first jump. we rigged some wire together and he rode the rest of the day on it!
we made the usual stop at the chorus jumps where everybody was coming up short on jumps. robholio cased the second booter on the right side and still went for the third one...boy was that a bad mistake! he exploded his rear wheel and goochered his gnar pretty good. i think there was some blood coming from the junk after that crash. there was a huge divot in the laning of #3 where #hoolio hit it. a guy from hood river was supposed to bring him a wheel, but i never again saw rob or the guy with the replacement wheel.
we saw a bunch of other guys with broken wheels, broken forks and hurt bodies...it was one of the weirdest days out there.
when we were driving up, we noticed a new trail that somebody had carved into a hillside of a recent logging operation. so we had to hit it....boy was this trail steep. it was very soft dirt and went straight down the side of a hill!
after the ride, terry and josh headed home; brian and todd m headed home.....raul and i headed to cascade locks for some of the best pizza i've ever had...sorry paddington's and walking man. the oregon pizza...we finished a large between the two of us. it sounds gross, but it was salmon and shrimp pizza with cheese and maybe mushrooms. GOOD FOOD!
i'm not sure how many more days we will have to ride post canyon this year, but today was one of the best weather days out there! we have blackrock to look forward to all winter!
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Saturday, October 18, 2008
10-18-08-post canyon
weather was great when i left the house this morning. a bit of rain in the air, but i knew the skies would clear as i headed toward Hood River. I arrived at fat larry and aprils house at 7:30 and we headed out to post.
when we arrived in hood river, we realized we were a bit ahead of carlisle and mormon craig, so we headed back to the 76 station to get beer. we hooked up with some blackrock locals when we arrived at the gas station; we headed back out to the trails...that was about the last time things were going well for the blackrock guys (Louis and Erick) Erick is the guy that crashed going off the cheese grater a few months back and had blood coming out of his goocher...there was eight of us total; fat larry, april, frank (xc bike guy) erick (bloody thingy) louis (don't you want to know what my name is dad) carlisle, mormon craig and myself.
so about 500 feet or so into the ride down from the top ole bloody goocher crashed on a small jump and wacked his head harder than i've ever seen anybody hit their head. This guy scrambled his brain pretty good...just asking the same things over and over, like every 30 seconds! his buddy louis thought that it would be a good idea to get him to a hospital, but guess what.....louis crashed and broke his right collar bone! could the two of these guys had any worse luck? they left the group near drop zone and headed down to their cars...i hope they made it home o.k.
so other than these two guys getting hurt we were having a great day/ride...drinking a few beers sharing some good stories...till we got down to seven streams trail where a lady had crashed off a ladder bridge and messed herself up good. the paramedics were carrying her out in and on what looked like a body bag. they said it looked way worse than it was and that she would live to ride another day!
mormon craig and carlisle were riding awesome today, car hit a bunch of new things that he had never hit before and mormon craig was back hitting the jumps on chorus. the day was a bit weird and i once again did not take any pictures. i need to start working on the filming for this years videos.
when we arrived in hood river, we realized we were a bit ahead of carlisle and mormon craig, so we headed back to the 76 station to get beer. we hooked up with some blackrock locals when we arrived at the gas station; we headed back out to the trails...that was about the last time things were going well for the blackrock guys (Louis and Erick) Erick is the guy that crashed going off the cheese grater a few months back and had blood coming out of his goocher...there was eight of us total; fat larry, april, frank (xc bike guy) erick (bloody thingy) louis (don't you want to know what my name is dad) carlisle, mormon craig and myself.
so about 500 feet or so into the ride down from the top ole bloody goocher crashed on a small jump and wacked his head harder than i've ever seen anybody hit their head. This guy scrambled his brain pretty good...just asking the same things over and over, like every 30 seconds! his buddy louis thought that it would be a good idea to get him to a hospital, but guess what.....louis crashed and broke his right collar bone! could the two of these guys had any worse luck? they left the group near drop zone and headed down to their cars...i hope they made it home o.k.
so other than these two guys getting hurt we were having a great day/ride...drinking a few beers sharing some good stories...till we got down to seven streams trail where a lady had crashed off a ladder bridge and messed herself up good. the paramedics were carrying her out in and on what looked like a body bag. they said it looked way worse than it was and that she would live to ride another day!
mormon craig and carlisle were riding awesome today, car hit a bunch of new things that he had never hit before and mormon craig was back hitting the jumps on chorus. the day was a bit weird and i once again did not take any pictures. i need to start working on the filming for this years videos.
Saturday, October 11, 2008
10-04-08
10-4 good buddy...was this ever a crazy day.
stef and i headed to the yearly fat tire farm video showing of the latest New World Disorder Video; we picked up Hack on the way there. I was warned about the crazy stuff that happenned the year before (I was in Hawaii, so I missed out). I had no idea that it was going to be this crazy.
we arrived a bit late and fat larry and april were already inside...one problem, they had our tickets. since we were just about the last people in line, we had kinda crappy seats, we were not all in one big group like years past. maybe that kept the mayhem down till later. video was great, bigger jumps, crazier stunts..the normal progression. after the show was over, and the raffle was done, we were still milling around the theater, fat larry and hack were drinking a little much. i was talking with raul near the stage when fat larry thought it would be a good idea to jump on my back. i told him to get off me when he didn't....he did the jamie assisted front flip onto the nice sticky theater floor. after smashing his head in the floor a couple times to get him to calm down, josh came and broke it up. oh, but that's not the good part.
we headed out towards raul's house, gonna go hang out and have a few drinks..but it came to an abrupt burrito beer vomit hault when hack decided to release his stomach all over my wife's car. not just in one small spot like a baby thowing up some milk, but like the walrus in 50 first dates...everywhere projectile vomit. after everybody got out of the car screaming, the only cleaning product i had was window cleaner...not sure why that was in the car? got it as clean as possible with what we had and headed towards home. we called raul and said sorry, "not coming over." on the way home i thought about stopping at the gas station on the top of sylvan hill to try and get some other cleaning supplies, but it happenned again. projectile! this one was better than the first, it got into fat larry and april's mouth...they started to hurl, my wife was hurling...it was like the scene from stand by me. after everybody was done hurling, we got back in the vomit comet and headed towards greg's. he said he needed to get out of the car about ten blocks from his house, so i abliged and let him out.
when arriving back at larry and aprils house, i used their brand new steam cleaning for an hour or so to get the smell and chunks out of the car and headed home spraying febreeze about every five seconds. the next day i spent another seven hours cleaning the car, opening door panels, cleaning window control switches, shampoo carpets and cleaning every nook and cranny of the car....it still stank. tuesday took it to a detail shop $350 dollars later it still stinks when you hit the brakes...the smell comes from some place in the back seat. i'm going to try and take apart the doors today and see if i missed any chunks.
no pictures of the day.
hopefully next year isn't so crazy!
stef and i headed to the yearly fat tire farm video showing of the latest New World Disorder Video; we picked up Hack on the way there. I was warned about the crazy stuff that happenned the year before (I was in Hawaii, so I missed out). I had no idea that it was going to be this crazy.
we arrived a bit late and fat larry and april were already inside...one problem, they had our tickets. since we were just about the last people in line, we had kinda crappy seats, we were not all in one big group like years past. maybe that kept the mayhem down till later. video was great, bigger jumps, crazier stunts..the normal progression. after the show was over, and the raffle was done, we were still milling around the theater, fat larry and hack were drinking a little much. i was talking with raul near the stage when fat larry thought it would be a good idea to jump on my back. i told him to get off me when he didn't....he did the jamie assisted front flip onto the nice sticky theater floor. after smashing his head in the floor a couple times to get him to calm down, josh came and broke it up. oh, but that's not the good part.
we headed out towards raul's house, gonna go hang out and have a few drinks..but it came to an abrupt burrito beer vomit hault when hack decided to release his stomach all over my wife's car. not just in one small spot like a baby thowing up some milk, but like the walrus in 50 first dates...everywhere projectile vomit. after everybody got out of the car screaming, the only cleaning product i had was window cleaner...not sure why that was in the car? got it as clean as possible with what we had and headed towards home. we called raul and said sorry, "not coming over." on the way home i thought about stopping at the gas station on the top of sylvan hill to try and get some other cleaning supplies, but it happenned again. projectile! this one was better than the first, it got into fat larry and april's mouth...they started to hurl, my wife was hurling...it was like the scene from stand by me. after everybody was done hurling, we got back in the vomit comet and headed towards greg's. he said he needed to get out of the car about ten blocks from his house, so i abliged and let him out.
when arriving back at larry and aprils house, i used their brand new steam cleaning for an hour or so to get the smell and chunks out of the car and headed home spraying febreeze about every five seconds. the next day i spent another seven hours cleaning the car, opening door panels, cleaning window control switches, shampoo carpets and cleaning every nook and cranny of the car....it still stank. tuesday took it to a detail shop $350 dollars later it still stinks when you hit the brakes...the smell comes from some place in the back seat. i'm going to try and take apart the doors today and see if i missed any chunks.
no pictures of the day.
hopefully next year isn't so crazy!
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