fruity day 3

Holy cow. Yesterday was a fantastic ride, if not freezing cold. What's new, eh? I'm in Colorado, fool. Martini, Whitey, and
homeyo man'd up and added the Monument loop after the others peeled off.

Oh snap! All is not well in the canyon lands. Mrs. Smith and Martini had a few words, and even though I suggest snow mud wrestling, they decided to take two paces and 'bout face in a digital camera shootout.

Which reminds me of a lesson I once learned the hard way - NEVER under estimate a Kiwi...those New Zealanders are savy and just when you think its time to reload...bam, you just got smoked.

After two days of pounding pavement it was time to hang up the skinny tires and head back to our dirtyroots. There are moments when pictures cannot really depict the epic nature of an event or place..... With that said, let me introduce you to Fruita's singletrack. I know Johan and Deez would have none of this, but we couldn't pass up a day of mtb riding. I mean, we are in Fruita after all.

Dropping in... I makes it look like I've done this before. It doesn't take long to figure out why the western slope is one of the best kept secrets in the mountain biking community.

Sun, sticky dirt, a new Cdale Rush on its virgin ride...whoops, bros, and nose wheelies. Just like a Coors Light, it just doesn't get any better than this.

On another note: check the new Maxxis 4.0" snow and rock tire. Sweet rolling resistance.

Tristan has had Snoop Dogg on repeat all week and it is starting to sink in. When I asked him what he was going to do with all the money he made from cross this season he replied, "I'm lowering my Ford Focus and rolling on 24's..... Biatch".