Yea... That's right. I said "manifest destiny". Westwards the wagons. I lived in four states this year and now I'm back in Colorado. The pull of the West remains.
This marks my first year with Faster Mustache, an outfit out of Georgia, one of the four this year. They were super supportive while I was down there, even though I wasn't in ATL. Sweet kits, sweet sponsorships, and an excellent collection of characters.
My primary focus this year was seven days of familiar PA riding: the Trans-Sylvania Epic.
Here's a much delayed quick recap with pictures compliments of Mid-Atlantic mtb photographer extraordinaire Abe Landes.
|Family and friends were on hand.|
|Stillhouse Rd took some of my skin on Stage 2.|
|Future FMer Dicky and I got comfortable standing here.|
|The start of a lot of road riding.|
|Don't let him fool you, he's slow on the rocks.|
|What's great about NoTubes other than their wheels? Rich.|
|Hand-up Dracula @ his cave.|
|We got bored up there.|
|Gaining some time. Just a little.|
|Sweet sweet 2nd.|
|Maybe too bored?|
|Before it got blurry.|
|Definitely after it got blurry.|