
No salt water this time around. No Cool Guy. No broken feet. (fingers crossed)

No salt water this time around. No Cool Guy. No broken feet. (fingers crossed)

The 10th and last Westside Invite is starting in a few hours and will be over Monday afternoon.
Tuesday morning I’m headed out on a short tour. Four days starting in Portland and ending in Seattle, where I’ll catch a train back home. I’m headed out to the coast, and then back east, eventually jumping on a ferry in Bremerton.
After a weekend of drunken riding, racing, and bullshitting, I’m going to need those four days to get it all out of my system.
The focus of this short tour? Eating well. No dehydrated ziploc food. Nothing but the freshest of vegetables and meats and local food. I promise to have photos and thoughts when I get back.
Until then, with a beer in hand I welcome the weekend.
Picture from Steephill.tv
Waking up at 6 every morning to watch the live feed of the Giro has been great. Coffee and a bagel and yelling at the tv is a great way to start the day, and I’m bummed it’s going to be over on Sunday.
I really dig the expression on Scarponi’s face. Using Basso to pull him right up to the finish line and then pulling ahead for the stage win was awesome to watch. Perfect execution in my opinion.
If today was awesome, tomorrow will be even better. Unless Evans or Arroyo can get their shit together, Basso is going to take this one home.

Mason through the switchbacks
This time around things are much different. A successful freelance contract is keeping me busy work wise and I have plenty of free time. Sunday I met up with Mason and Billy to ride some trails. We headed to Bingen and took in some pretty intense cattle trails. Lots of off camber, foot-wide, eroded trails on steep climbs. Once at the top of the gorge we chased some cattle down the trails and then bombed back to the bus. The trail we took down had a rather wide section with small boulders down the center, kind of like large lane markers. Small boosts on the for about half a mile made for some sweet little airs.
We’re headed to Mollala River tomorrow and probably Sandy Ridge on Sunday. If this is what they call training, then I’m totally game.
And if that wasn’t enough I’m set to take off for a 4 day bike tour to Seattle in June. It’s in preparation for another tour I’ll be taking in September. I’ll have more on that later.