Showing posts with label Blake Nyman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blake Nyman. Show all posts
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Tree Hop
Parker, Blake Nyman, Jay Eichorst, and I went to the Brighton periphery a while back to hit this little drop. It has been a long time since I have hit a jump and I forgot how much I like it. Blake is always a fun one to ride with. Right now he is down at a Red Bull Cold Rush this week, GO BLAKE!
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Southern Wasatch
The southern Wasatch always makes for an adventure. Today's tour took us through an area laden with some of the best line options I have ever seen. The snow conditions kept us in the trees, but it sent me away dreaming. Parker and I met up with Blake Nyman and photographer Jay Eichhorst.
Parker made it sound like we were going to go for a little walk with some light turns in the trees... Four hours later we were on the summit of the zone we would ride. Why I thought a tour in the southern Wasatch would be short I have no idea. The snow was worth the hike.
Just so you understand how many trees you walk through I will share this short story:
Upon returning to my house I pulled the standard little twigs out of my coat and backpack. I went to the throne to find some relief. I did my business and when I pulled out some paper to rid myself of residue I found I had a pine needle in my crack... how it got there I do not know. I had on a one piece base layer with a hood, a sweatshirt, a coat, neck gaiter, and beanie... I don't remember eating any pine in the last few days so there is only one way it could have gotten there: by force.
Parker made it sound like we were going to go for a little walk with some light turns in the trees... Four hours later we were on the summit of the zone we would ride. Why I thought a tour in the southern Wasatch would be short I have no idea. The snow was worth the hike.
Just so you understand how many trees you walk through I will share this short story:
Upon returning to my house I pulled the standard little twigs out of my coat and backpack. I went to the throne to find some relief. I did my business and when I pulled out some paper to rid myself of residue I found I had a pine needle in my crack... how it got there I do not know. I had on a one piece base layer with a hood, a sweatshirt, a coat, neck gaiter, and beanie... I don't remember eating any pine in the last few days so there is only one way it could have gotten there: by force.

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