Friday, August 3, 2012

Whistler Pilgrimage 2012: Part 2 Rainy Days

Wes started riding pedal bikes about a year and a half ago. Before that, he was strictly moto. And strictly pretty stinkin' good at it. After a year of anxious waiting, Wes thoughtfully passes the last few moments of WBP virginity...



...And then he remembers his brakes need a little love before he rides it.




The first two days of our trip were rainy, and rain means mud. Being from the desert, none of us are used to muddy bikes. I'm so OCD about the mud that I really have to work a little to forget about the mess and just ride. But as far as rain and mud go, it's hard to beat the dirt in the area. It really has little effect on the ride, and it's impressively not-sticky. This picture is of our bikes after day two, which we chose to spend in Squamish. We were riding in some pretty serious muck, and yet it stays off the tires. You wouldn't see that in Utah. Or much of Arizona. Rain adds some inconvenience just in terms of getting wet and dirty, but it really doesn't hurt the ride much.










This is what it looked like for most of the Squamish day. Wet and steamy. A no-goggle day for sure. We know the wet stuff is old-hand for the locals, but let me assure you, it's a novelty for us.




Snapped these shots during a rare break in the clouds on day two. After riding some tech stuff up top, we took the camera along for a couple laps on Half and Full Nelson. Here the crew is getting a rebate on a portion of Half Nelson in Squamish. I can ride these trails better on a smaller bike (I'm too slow on a big bike) but they're still a lot of fun. I like Half Nelson a bit more than Full.









Rain also means more work. For the first half of our trip, we spent all our freetime stripping down to our underwear so we didn't get the truck dirty, cleaning bikes and gear, and doing laundry. Just in time to muck everything up the next day.














Once we were finally presentable again, it was time for one of many sessions at Splitz Burger. I enjoy post-ride eats almost as much as the ride itself. I'm kind of a glutton like that.

You can read part 1 of our trip here, and our encounter with the new carbon Transition Covert here.

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