Fall is gone and the weather is going from cool and wet to cold and wet. Soon enough the days will be more often spent in the vicinity of a mountain pass than the woods behind my parent’s house. At least in a few weeks the days will start growing longer again. The recent months have consisted of digging, football and a trip to Boise, Idaho for a long weekend with some brothers from other mothers.
Although football and 12th Man-induced hangovers have become regular occurrences as of late, the trails are still getting plenty of love. It won’t be long until our line is complete with a dozen features; 5 straight sets, 3 hips, 3 massive berms and a fly-out pit-jump style ender. The roller coaster is going to be turnin’ and burnin’ come summer time, that’s for damn sure. It’s always surprising to me how much dirt more than two people digging can move in an evening. There’s so much clearing and mulching to prep for the stack, that once it starts going up, it doesn’t take long compared to the work before it. We’ve gotten the crew together a few times since the rains came and it’s going to take us a few more sessions to get this thing finished.
In 2014 I made the drive to Boise, Idaho for the long Thanksgiving weekend. I spent a couple of days with some of my best friends since Elementary school. It was great to see the boys, and nice to spend time in a the cold but dry weather. We decided to gather in Idaho again this year, and it was another success. Many bars were frequented, clay pigeons were blasted, although many got away, and I managed to break a chain on my hardtail 10 minutes into a ride. But all in good fun and good company.