This is a long post, so I decided to break it up (there's a post below if you haven't seen this yet).
Chris Hatfield, Fro Ardelean and Matt Carmichael came to town on Sunday for a little camping/riding adventure. They ended up way south of here on a wild-goose nest chase Saturday night, but made it in on Sunday morn. We headed down to the Dowagiac park and as always, had the whole place to ourselves. This is a weird, poorly built park that is really fun, despite the shortcomings. The weather was perfect and the boys wasted no time...
Fro was on a mission. He had lines and jibs all over the place, including this gnarly spine wide-side transfer. Flyin' blind and bombin' in. Nice.
R.I.P. Glenn Seals.
Hatfield had some sick whips over the hip (and a couple hefty bails, natch) and I even pulled a couple things I hadn't before. We called it and hit the road.
We got back home for a home-cooked dinner by Mrs. Towne. We were all starving and it was awesome. Afterward, we took Noah and headed up to the KyTy trails. Noah had a great time and thanks to Nick and Hatfield for hanging out with him while daddy took a few runs. That night we had our first fire in the pit out back and the boys camped. They went to the beach the next day (only about 45 minutes to Lake Michigan from here) while I worked, then back to the trails. We were having an awesome session until we heard Chris yelling. I've seen Chris crash hard a hundred times and never make a sound, so when he was screaming profanities it was really scary. He rolled his ankle really badly after bailing out of a three over the last set. I just talked to him, and it's not looking too good, but, in his words "that's the life of a bike rider". Here he is being wheeled out of the woods.
That was a bummer end to a really fun couple of days. Carmichael got it on tape but no one needs to see it.
Updated: Thursday, 5 July 2007 4:34 PM EDT
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