What a week. I feel like it has been a month. The house computer is down, it's a killer day to ride and so much has happened in the last week that I' just going to sum it up while I sit here killing a few minutes at the office.
Dad is doing great and still plans to head to Jazz Fest in New Orleans next weekend after breaking his neck and having surgery two weeks ago today. Pretty damn amazing he is moving well much less going down to one huge party to see some music. Like father, like son...
Nashville was almost too much. Good music, great friends and I was as happy to see everyone as I was to escape back to the mountains.
Hit Chattanooga, Jamie's was great, kicked it with Ben Thornton (the rev) and his buddy Dave. Good times and giant calzones.
The Sourmash Lodge was a party! The guest list was off the hook and we made the most of the hot tub, Makers Mark, two kegs of Yazoo.
The race was great until I popped a hole in the side wall of a tubeless tire. Lost the leader and basically threw in the towel and skipped the 30 miles of fireroad for more single track and a cold beer and hot tub action.
Rode Tsali ninja style with Pisgah Bruce on the way back home to Asheville. That place was fast and it felt like I was back doing hot laps at lock 4. In other words, easy...
Hooked up with DJ Bitch on Monday for a spin around Asheville. Cold beers on the porch and then a visit to West Ashe for a night cap with Ty.
Killer ride at Bent Creek with DJ on Tuesday. Hit all the favorites with speed and ample air. 72 degrees and sunny day with Spring hitting the mountains. What more could you want out of life?
That is the past week in less than 500 words. It's off to hit jumps, latter bridges and stunts with DJ and Sam Kerber this afternoon on some new trail.
Life is good. It's time to go outside and play.
Jut
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