Sunday - Soapstone

Lots of takers in sundays ride with just one chain letter style invite.  PMD, Hot Lips, Glider (thats mark H.), TD (tall dave), Dead beat steve (DBS), LOST LOYD, ROGER ROGER - clearance clarence whats your vector victor, ready to catch the fetus cletus - didnt mean to be coy roy... OK is that everyone - no wait a minute TJ got a mental invite and showed up on his bike.  Thats a big group for one invitation eh??  OK - So I was on a mission to climb bald mountain and all you suckers who followed the orange helmet were stuck with me.  Out on the fire road to the Big Up trail, Back to the fire road to snow mobile trail, to 190, to blue.  Stream crossing bridge was missing some rungs (about 30) So we walked it.  To BUSH wack orange flag logging area - to the climb from hell up bald, one of my nemesis climbs I cleaned it while eating a luna bar, others walked, some crawled, many cried.  Once at the top, TJ bails, and we ride the sweet downhill to finger break trail to new trail with gonzo steep downhill..  Many takers Roger Roger ,TD and I clean it (avoiding the bush), Hot lips and PMD dive into the bush.  Back on fire roads, to NEW trail Lost Loyd venturing ahead never to be seen again - some good stuff - SnowMobile trail we yell for loyd - no dice..  Onward to Rocky yellow - lots of swearing - Hot lips looses a screw.   TO 5 hill down, back to car - no loyd.  Xterra equiped with medical kit hit the trail in search of whatever was left of loyd, we found him in one piece lost as usuall, looking for some covers to hide under. 

    The ride 12 miles 1500 vertical - 4.3 buckets of buttered goat testicals, that explode in your mouth like red grapes, and make your burps smell like coffin dust.