Wow, the last day of riding was upon us so quickly and we had to decide when to ride our last ride. Have a sleep in and suffer the heat or another dawn raid and have time to get leisurely packed up and relaxed for the big drive to LA. Luck favours the brave and the time was set for dawn so Jason First, an old buddy of Caleb Smith's, could show us around Hangover trail before he started work at 9am.
We were very stoked to ride Hangover. It had plenty of steep technical climbs and descents with a few freeride style drops and chutes. There was a heap of slickrock with the painted centreline to keep you on track but Firsty knew all the secret lines and took us down a few random cliffs to test our mettle. I have to say it may be my new favourite trail, especially if you narrow the criteria to most awesome trail features. There was so much going on and I'm sure I whooped more here than anywhere I have ever ridden before.
So now we are back at the house packing the bikes and drinking beer in another perfect day of 28 degrees and anticipating fondly the joyous rapture of our families as we arrive back home.."Daddy, what did you buy me?......is that all you got?" and trying not to think too hard of going back to work and all the other wonderful things that daily life brings to a guy living on the edge of sanity in a world with too few mountainbikers and too many non-mountainbikers. We could be playing golf or tinkering in the shed but for a scant 12 days we were living a dream life that could only be bettered if our loved ones were sharing it with us.........Oh my God I can talk some crap, had you fooled there for a minute didn't I?....
I hope you got to live a little of this trip with us and managed a quiet giggle at the fantasy world of therodfather.co.nz