And it was a pump track party! The yard could be described as “cute” with barely enough room for a badminton court. Let alone an entire pump track. But Pete and Emily did their homework, read Lee’s novel on pumptrack awareness, and put in the elbow grease to make it all happen. Ducking out the garage door, watch for riders coming up from the berm that uses the garage as a support. Pump up a roller to reach the highest elevation on the track, carve right and enter the back straight. The back straight is the crown jewel of this track. With 3 stumps that would require serious digging, the builders found themselves with three well-spaced rollers. Miss a variety of sobriety check points alongside these rollers, then dive right again through the garage berm, aka secret line of the wallride #1. With plenty of wieners and beers, this little get together reall hit the spot. Thanks Pete and Emily!
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The Maile possee of Sarah:
And Rich. And no, he didn't crash.
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Jim, Team Beer factory rider and documentarian.
See Jim. See Jim shoot. Shoot, Jim, shoot!
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Sage, Team Beer mechanic, factory rider, and fixie renegade:
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This was Natalie's first time on the pump track. A lot of the beginnign portion of the night looked like this:
Then her non-sensical friend Jeff told her about high-lowing corners and inspiring fear in the hearts of the weak, resulting in shreddage:
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Yours truly, missing the days of 20" shreddage.
Coming down the back straight. (Note the sobriety checkpoint mere centimeters to the rider's left hand*).
*if using imperial measurements, thats about 3.2 BZs.(**)
**BZs: imperial measurement of beers per lap. |
Hostess Emily, shredding it old school on the RL444.
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Lizy gets her shred on. My bike gets its ride on.
Did someone say "wieners"?
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Danby-Dog, foreground. E-Dog, background.
Thanks to Emily and Pete for a rad pump track, a fun get-together, and some juicy wieners! |
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