pt 2.

pt 3.

kiss my ass.

dayummm

set a new precedent at WhiteGrass today,
for myself at least, Tomi Tour in full effect.

Details set to trickle in.
fork me, I'm spent.

Facts:
7 hours
42 minutes

HR gizmo avg'd me at 141.
Waiting on vert stat from Jay.
Keep fucking around like this,
just might get into shape.

much love to the crew, mutiny was in the air.
Marty finished the 'schwak, saved my hide.
got us safely to shelter.

DEEEEEEEPPP!
pics later.
10am ride beckons.

intensity

Found this picture over on the Michaux page. Apparently Ralph had something to say to TJ which I found humerous and Harlan took some interest in, not sure what Elk is thinking, the Trek guys sure do look serious.

sweetness

This makes Tomi happy in pants.

Brrr, it's been a tad bit nipple out there recently. Went over to Roundtop last night for a quick sesh. This nicely sustained cool spell has really turned on the skiing, conditions have been about as good as you can expect around here. Asking for anything more, like a huge fucking noreaster, would be greedy. So I'm gonna be grateful for what we've got. Realized last night that the Minuteman quad chair is a cold sum bitch, that WV lake flake blowing NW wind hits it just so right in a couple spots, takes those mid teens right into the cellar. Cranked out some fun laps off the triple, Exi was Mach 7.3 carving, soooo glad that they got rid of that ghey ass super pipe and moved that fucking terrain park out of the way.

Got chilled on the ride up the Minuteman quad, had had enough fun for the night and bagged it early, the recent head cold thing and big plans for Saturday in the back of my mind. Rolled into the sandwich shop for some chili to go and found what I was looking for. Scalles now has the Nugget in the cooler. It made my night, bottles not even chilled yet, freshly stocked. Of course, it's only been out for a couple weeks, so it's gonna be fresh......hmmmm, wonder if I have time to run across the river to fill some growlers before Firken Friday at the Pub? Good beer makes me happy, and this is the best mother fucking beer on the mother fucking planet, period. I'm ecstatic, go forth and find some, you'll be happy too.

Oh yeah, wanna know how my 'training' is going?
January talley: Eighteen hours thirty five minutes in the saddle of a fixed gear. Gawd, I'm one dedicated bitch.

Roadside sunset.

fast & danger.

Remember this guy, internet legend. Ill Mitch. Gotta load him up into the iPod, quick snap.

Hope your wknd went well. Mine was quite awesome. Fought a mean little head cold all last week with the wknd in focus, as always. Qwik trip over to Roundtop Thursday night and conditions were really good, sweet carvable man made styrofoam. Bagged a few hot laps, just an hour and a half session to get the motor running for the wknd.

Alarm is bleeping Saturday 4am, into the shower, shuffle gear to the CR-Vizzle, splash-n-go roadtrip food stash from the Sheetz and onto 81 south, 5am. Find the next Sheetz in Chambersburg, more caffiene, Churtle and Jake load up the gear and we're WV bound for an 8:30ish arrival at the center of the nord universe, WhiteGrass. Decide to demo some new sticks and go with Karhu's new midfat waxless, the Guide.

Fast recap (yeah right) , local knowledge might help:

Qwik hit on Anita's Steeps to test sticks, $$$. Hot lap off Roundtop, $$$. Climb the Elevator, tour out to Weiss, explore the Rabbit Hole, freshies on the South Face, more fresh love in The Birches, steady gunnnin' climb back to the Pipeline Flat. Out around the Bald Shoulder, windblown knee deep down Springer to shelter. Left the lodge about ten past nine, no chronographic devices in our group and we're gueesing two and a half, maybe three hours. Just as we're finishing our snack, here comes a crew of Blacksburgers being chased by the C'ville mafia. Chat for a bit, it's well past one o'clock, which means about 4ish hours so far. Set out for a looksy at the Breakfast Bowl, reach the top and I don't recall putting my camera back in the pack. Well, guess we're heading back to the Springer Shelter unless we bump the C'ville crew and they tell me they picked it up....

Breakfast Bowl = $$$, we got third or so tracks down thru it, drop to the fenceline and surprise! C'ville crew is on the climb, Marty has my camera, give thanks, celebrate the day, then continue on our ways. Jake and Cheryl get some fresh lines along the fence and I hit the mostly schralped Funnel glade on the way to Springer for a thigh deep run down below FlatRock. I watched Cheryl and Jake take the low traverse back to the lodge, then turned up for a final lap off Roundtop. Stopped at Cathedral to admire my line from earlier and scope the 'huck' before finishing the climb to Roundtop. One final hot lap down the main slope and punch the clock at around 6.5hrs. Beer, pizza, beer, peanut butter pie, caffeine and junk food for the 3.5 hour drive home finished the day.

Does that count as 'training'?

Spent Sunday rippin' the shit outta Gunbarrel at Roundtop, got the tele workin', bitches. Worked it hard for four hours, never synced up Buck & Bender after snacktime though, damn.

The approaching saturday looks to be a skinnin' for vert, WG schralp mission...

game on.

decompress

I love to ski.

Jake & Churtle had fun.

Jaunderson of the C'ville mafia.

Props for the camera save.

Day was long, conditions amazing, I'm spent, maybe more details later. 8am chair at good old Roundtop beckons. Goodnight.