I-205 bike path.

Same path. Farther north. Blurry pictures will have to do, as the stench of old cigarette butts and bus patrons puffing on the path is really hard to stomach, especially after so many beers in the park. Gross.

I-205 bike path.

Same path. Farther north. Blurry pictures will have to do, as the stench of old cigarette butts and bus patrons puffing on the path is really hard to stomach, especially after so many beers in the park. Gross.

Not being into hot dusty sprint races I choose to volunteer my time during short track rather than race. Call me a woosy if you like, I don’t mind. Course marshaling is great for watching a race develop before your eyes. Last night I watched ol’ Lefty keep a nice spot in order to take 1st in his category. Nice work Spencer. You’ve got heart.

Next up we have Jason Miranda from Trusty Switchblade with a big smile as always.

Apparently there were awards and a raffle. But the cool summer night and the promise of food at home won out. Shortly after departing I felt the need to stop for a park-beer. Vitamin R turns any sunset into an awesome sunset. haha.


Living the high life
She’s ready to ride at three months. Thanks Pilder.

Small Cthulhu recon ride on Saturday up to Sandy Ridge. The upper section of Hide n Seek features a lot more loose rock, which makes for a much more technical experience. It seems like a normal thing for me to forget my camera when we visit the ridge though.
So here’s one of me feathering the brake on the lower section. Thanks Jose!
