Posted May 27, 2007 at 12:32am
When I am really excited about going to do something, I usually wake up a little before my alarm clock goes off. This morning, I woke up a whole hour before my alarm went off! It took me about 20 minutes of lying there awake before I got myself up and got ready to leave. I packed up some stuff, and crammed Mark’s bike into the back of the Subaru. By 7:20 I left the house with my mom and I dropped her off at the West Coast Express station. I remember one thing she asked me right before she got out was “did you put on any sun-screen?”, and I replied “I’ve got enough safety gear stuff on that there’s no skin showing so I couldn’t even get a burn if I wanted to!”
I got to Greg’s by 7:45 and we stalled there for an hour or so while he installed his new hydraulic brakes that cost somewheres around 400 bucks! Apparently that doubles the worth of his bike! When he was all done, we had to take off a wheel of each bike to fit it all into my Subaru.
We drove there with only three small breaks:
- getting pulled over by a cop for a speeding ticket
- Tim Hortons in Squamish for iced cap supreme’s and breakfast sandwich’s, and
- gas a few minutes down the road after Timmy’s
We arrived roughly an hour and a bit after the mountain opened, and it took us until just after noon to get up the hill. I had to learn how to put on all the gear, and Greg had to zap strap his new brake cable’s down.
Keep in mind that this is my first time, ever, mountain biking. Not just up at Whistler, but I haven’t even rode a mountain bike since mine broke down over 7 years ago. I’ve rode my BMX for probably 8 years now, but only mostly in the summers up at Shuswap as of recently. And even then, I’ve been riding the unicycle more and more. One thing that I think helped me the most was my snowboarding mentality of giving it 100%, because I didn’t do nearly as shabby as I thought I might.
Our first two runs were on the blue run called “B-Line”, which I did fairly well. So to up it a little bit, Greg led me onto a black run called “A-Line” which we did twice before moving onto a different black run called something like the “Pirate something”, which was an extremely narrow path, and a super muddy ground! At the bottom of the mountain, there are three big drops, and Greg has been struggling to do the biggest one for ever now, but I let him lead me off the middle sized one – and I landed it no problemo! Following that crazy run, I allowed Greg to take me next onto a double black run which led into another double black which I think led into a third double black! By 3/4′s of the way down, I was so physically exhausted that I had to get off the bike and sit down for a while.
Also, I began to notice that my front brake had roughly a centimetre more of travel towards the handlebar, which made it slightly more difficult because it didn’t have as much feather as they call it. After a short rest, we finished the run. Lastly, we went up and finished on the “A-Line” run, and I gave it pretty good! I was really getting into it by the end. At the bottom, I did that medium sized jump once again – there’s a shot I found online of someone else doing it on the right of here!

We washed down our bikes, and some little girl spraying down hers near me, accidentally sprayed me in the face a few times and never even noticed she did it. We left right away, as we had to get home pretty soon. When we got back to the car, we discovered that Greg’s window was left down entirely, and to our extreme luck, nothing was even touched inside the car! I had left the little video camera and my wallet in the glove box, and my change of clothes on the seat right there – some other leftover gear and some red-bull in the back. Nothing was taken, or even touched! Super insane luck was on our side!
The ride home was a good hour and a half to get us to Greg’s for 6:45pm, when we had planned to be home for 5:30. We were pretty addicted to riding. Back at Greg’s, we met up with Mark and Jason Pelley for a film meeting. Due to the small turnout because everyone was busy, we sat down instead of actually going out and filming stuff, and had a good and solid discussion.
When I got home around 10 or so, I couldn’t help but head right back out with Brian to go play box soccer with Mark, Nagle, Fader, and Petrin. There was also a new guy there who accidentally elbowed me in the nose, giving me a killer nose bleed! I was so exhausted from the biking and the past few days of activity that I wasn’t much help on the team – but I had fun!

I can’t thank Mark enough for lending me one of his bikes and all the gear! It was pretty much as much fun as I thought it would be, plus quite a bit more! The biggest fear for me is that I will actually get into it sometime and spend a bundle of money on it.