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Panama 2006

  • The Price
    In the spirit of adventure and having new experiences together, the Missus and I rolled the dice on some informal recomendations and an ad from the back of Surfer Magazine for a 'Private Surf Island' off the coast of Panama. Suffice to say - we had a great, diverse crew on the island, scored some of the best - and longest waves - I have ever ridden and already have the island booked for next year. This is the DL from Morro Negrito - 2006.

'Round The Hood

  • Canute 2006 - Bring It On
    So, we live at 8,040 feet. We commute via bike some 17 - odd miles and 3,200 feet of vertical down to Boulder, most days. On the other days, we are running, skiing, snowboarding, hiking, drinking beer in the meadows and ridges around the house. The natural environment is something we are immersed in every day. This album is an attempt at reflecting on and capturing some of the beauty that we are immersed in every day. After a decade and a half of this - I am just getting warmed up and feel like a tourist seeing it for the first time every day. All these photos are in the hood - in the yard. It's a hellofa yard.

Colorado Trail 2004

  • Day 8 - Kennebec Pass
    In August of 2004 an assortment of riders from Nederland, Belgium and Northern California set out to ride some 320 miles of trails across the amazing state of Colorado. This is their story.

MorningWood Moments

  • Lien to tails

Snow

  • Dheel2
    Being that we live at 8,040 feet, weather, and snow are both a huge part of life. We shovel it, ride through it, ride on it, pray for it, curse it. We love it. Whether it's burying the ramp, blowing into hug lip launches at Edlora or carrying us over a cornice in some distant part of the state - it is a huge part of our constitution.

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December 07, 2014

Then, There's The WInd

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The wind has different effects on different folks. It makes me anxious and edgy and tense and can be really hard to deal with. It was WAILING today and I felt gusts that were at least close to 60mph. NEVERTHELESS I sallied forth into the wilderness and busted out some high mountain singletrack. Joey said ride some switchbacks to test The Transition so, I, of course, headed to Straight Jacket Hill. It's only ILL (logical). I lasted just over 2 hours out there (it's not the viagra, jason). Which makes the total for the last 5 days at something like 14 hours in the saddle. I am rooked. I am ready for my flt tomorrow (after another am ride and some yoga). I am ready for The Urban Chestnut in Saint Louis and The Four Seasons. I am ready, to give in and sleep and lie on soft things and be out of the wind for about 36 hours. Then, I will return to my mission with a vengeance.

 

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jenyjo

damn.

Posted by: jenyjo | December 08, 2014 at 09:55 PM

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