cross country

There is no easy way to get to Schweitzer. We drove to SLC, flew into Seattle and back over Mt. Rainier to Spokane where our newly appointed Team Director picked us up. There was still plenty of daylight to get a ride in (‘must be because we’re so close to Alaska’) so off we went on the fast, flow-y singletrack that was no longer fast, flow-y or singletrack. How sweet it once was, I’ll never know, but it was fun to ride fresh trail.

We woke up to breakfast in bed (thanks Miss Peggy!) and some tour action. After picking up new kicks from John, the chicks picked up Sam and went out for a spin before the semi-pro race. Brig-star 1-up’d his Deer Valley performance and finished in the number 2 spot.

A late morning downpour had the pro racers scrambling to change tires. Rain, hail and cold temps had me struggling to finish. Team b.u.t-R crossed the line and headed for the hot tub. Becky and I drowned our sorrows and told war stories until we had feeling back in our hands and smiles back on our faces.

Today I’ve been cheering on the marathon, expert and short track racers and resting up for the biggest game in town - the River Rope Swing. Giant boys, show us the way...