Now that is what I call deffinate green air and brown shorts time!!! Took my last final today and then got to do the coolest thing ever! I got to go for a mtn bike ride with Glen and Neil. Before I render you the story of complete madness, I must stop for a moment and tell you about the weather thats been going on here. Yes the weather is crazy enough to talk about so deal with it for a sec. Its been raining, and then its been sunny and warm. then its been rainy... then its been warm. cycle continues for a while and what do you have?? Washington where everything is green and fifty feet tall. See wasn't that just amazing?? Ok Back to the ride. I wanted to bust out the coolest ride ever to finish off my my college carrer here at Centralia College so my goal was to go fast and stop for nothing. That means no slowing down, no stoping for pictures, and no taking it easy on crashing. :-) I managed to do all these things... the trail was a wet mud ball as normal, and i took off, well took off really isn't the term, I dropped the two guys like they had never even gotten outta thier car yet. mud was flying everywhere. the undergrowth soon became part of me as I went barrelen down the trail cutten corners off, and whippen through over grown ferns that obscured the trail from any visable means of seeing where I was going. I looked like a moving bush. my bike had green stuff stuck on it all over and i had fern leaves that got stuck between the break leavers and just hung out. I was a sight to behold, not to mention I was covered in mud to boot. Well because I couldn't see the trail I tended to make my own at times. by making trails I'm saying I nail a corner, I biff the corner and I don't just endover the bike and go sailing like a hanglider, but I look like a cat fight that is sailing through the air like a hanglider. My bike and me would go tumbling into the brush in a mass of flying metal, plastic and human, and then come to rest in a pile of tangled triangles, wheels, legs and arms. I hammered my crashes. But for as much as I got slammed durring them I only ended up with a scratch/welt that extends from my inner knee, up and out over my quad to 70's shorts length visable. Now you that know me and my short stature, you know that this is a decent length. Were talking a foot of red, raised, raw, goodness. But what do I care man, I jump back on the bike and hammer off down the overgrown, mud slinging, slippery corner crashing funness. Awesome ride my freinds!! and an awesome way to finish off two years of college!! Exhilarating!!
BTW if anybody needs a bike repair, or is in the area of Olympia, drop by this guys shop. He used to turn wrench at several shops and is certified through the program in Ashland, OR (UBI), but decided to go out on his own. check him out, and drop your bike off for some proabably much needed love!