This last Friday and Saturday a few of us got out of the city and punished ourselves out on Spray Lakes. Friday winds were extremely light and there was only a skiff of new snow but it was softened up and no where near as bad as a good day at the mall. Saturday we had about 20km from the North (wtf?) and got about 3 hours of riding in.
I have to say, as meager as it was, it is always still a great thing when you can get away from town with a couple like-minded guys and do what your passionate about. This year as much as some of us are missing the King, we have a great crew and the guys that have been riding together all gel like they have known each other for years. I think that can only come from one thing; the understanding that living our greatest pursuits in the mountains, pushing ourselves, and leaving it all behind makes us all equal.
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