Hard to believe that I'm getting ready for another Breck Epic.
Bill Nye came by and grabbed the Vertigo Meatplow V.7 and some of my gear last night.
So of course, I was so happy to see this later last night:
He's heading out early to ride, play, acclimate and try to keep Nick (AKA Dip n' Spray, AKA The Face of Chaos) in check. He's joining along to hang, ride, play (and perhaps enjoy a legal bowl... of oatmeal), and hack things with a machete.
Xtreme Ladder infomercials, and... I dunno. Just happy to be going back to my "summer home." I miss that place something awful. Also looking forward to seeing my asshole "friends" that I only get to see in Breck. Such a sweet bunch of guys... that rip off my legs and beat me with them.
I've entered the 40+ Mens Solo class. Not really sure why. Only @18 single speeders registered (most coming from elevation) but 90 guys in the 40+. Languishing somewhere in the mid-pack is my lofty goal. Elevation kills me, but in that good way.
Sorry. Not get enough Wilderness 101 chat before I swapped topics to Breck? Thom at Dirtwire.tv did interview me, despite my lackluster seventh place finish. Click here to listen to a litany of excuses, and feel free to use them yourself in the future.
"Rocks... like... everywhere."