Octopus's garden

So last week I embarked on another trip to Vancity, scoring another 3 days of riding out of my poor body. On arrival we headed out to Fromme for some monsoon drenched fun. As well as being very wet, it was also pretty cold and windy, but the pedal up did well to warm us up. We rode pipeline, a rocky blue trail 5 switchbacks up Fromme that was pretty much underwater. There wasn’t much mud as most of it had washed away, so the traction remained pretty decent. The ride wasn’t too long, but it was a nice North Shore warm up to get dialed in for what lay ahead. We ended up getting completely soaked and pretty much chilled to the bone, so the apre ride coffee was probably the most enjoyable in memory.
Wednesday we rode Seymour with a large crew of Banshee riders and other locals. We had a U-haul moving van from helping a friend move in the morning, so we packed it full and shredded a bunch of epic runs. The first run we hit a pingu-pangor and it was SUPER FUN to get to ride with a pack of racers pushing local lines and pinning the trails as hard as we could. We started in snow and a majority of the trails below remained under water but I was starting to get the hang of Van waterbiking so it didn’t bother me too much. I was feeling on and super focused, and with some adjustments to body position my increasing comfort level allowed me to pick it up quite a bit. The second run we hit pingu to severed dick and I had an epic time following Mr. Bryson. Had some interesting moments with a severely fading rear brake forcing me into commitment moves, but in the end it was all good and smiles were held all round. After the second run Jen McMillan and I decided to trust Bryson and go searching for an old trail he thought he had figured out the location on. We took a wrong turn somewhere along the way and ended up following some old overgrown skidder trail through the rainforest, spending as much time cyclocrossing over fallen logs as actually riding. It was all good though, I was just happy to be riding.