Monday, June 30, 2008

Alice....

If you havent seen this you should. Music remixed only from the sounds of alice in wonderland!!

Wet Fangs of Fury....

A day off.....

With dog training class intermixed with rafting I bring you this....




Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Fishynessnous....



The author, at the Taos Box put-in, whispering to the troutness of the Rio Grandenous, and a small application of some "Happy Fingers". A fish in the hand is worth 2 in the hole.

Monday, June 16, 2008

Exciting News....

1st: The house I grew up in burned to the ground (1/2 of it). The basement was chest deep in water and two brave firefighters were hurt from the major smoke and heat. Pictures soon I hope.


2nd: I dont like people on horses. I am a firm believer in sharing, especially on public land, and in the last five years of biking up on the mesa, I have seen a total of 8 people, non of which were on horses. In the last two rides I have seen people on horses each time. Once on a double track and once on an atv trail. Both times I was chastised for being evil and dangerous and in the way. I cant think of a nicer person than myself to meet on the trail (the guy who pulls off the trail, asks to help lead the horses, trying to make some light morning conversation....). Instead I get "fuck you's" and "get the fuck outta here's". Im starting to get the urge to fist fight. Assholes.

Meanwhile I have been readjusting the 426 and making it more trail worthy. Carb and suspension were the big hitters. I rejetted for the SF altitude and tried to get some of that kick that the 450 has. After months of research and doing nothing, I decided it was finally time to start riding again for the season. I got the jets and installed em, cleaned all the filters, and softened up the compression and rebound damping on both the front and rear suspension. And perhaps the most influential was lowering the sag on the rear spring.
But in reality, the major player to a smooth ride was changing the tire pressure from a retarded 60 psi to its recommended 15 psi front and back. Smoove Operator....

On the river there have been some really good action sequences. Jake gettin dashboarded....Me too, and Me getting pulled back in the raft by my chinstrap. Ouch.

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Hand Gestures....

I have never once had a group so ridiculous as to start throwing hang tens while dropping into Souse Hole. They DID receive their ownage though...

and after the pause there will be some stunning news!! Stay tuned!

Monday, June 09, 2008

Loaded with Action!!....

River Rats be ridiculous....


5:45 am - Alarm goes off. I think about how much I hate that stupid ringtone. I feel muscles, and wonder about the weather. Brush teeth.

6:00 am - Coffee begins brew. Begin Examining amount of sand I brought home in shoes from days previous, and are they dry yet? Load gear from clothesline into gear bag, or simply start throwing shit into back of car. Thinking of coffee.

6:15 am - Meander towards kitchen. Refill water bottles. Eat 1/2 gallon of yogurt to motivate my system and discourage fullday turtleheading during big water descents.

6:35 am - Coffee meets my lips. Instantaneous reaction leads me towards bathroom.

6:45 am - Commute to Santa Fe, jamming in the cool morning breeze, completely blinded by the morning sun.

7:00 am - Rigging the trailer for the Box Trip, drinking coffee, discussing yesterdays photos.

9:00 am - Picking up guests at the Visitors Center in Pilar after a 1 hour drive. Turning down the dude with the 5 stints and walker, the extremely overweight person that could only help themselves to another sandwich and the dad with the tw0 5 year old kids.....youre not coming today....sorry.

10:00 am - Arrival at the Dunn Bridge put-in. Rigging boats and equipping people.

10:45 am - On the Class IV water and loving it.

3:30 pm - Dropping into Sunset Hole sideways, high siding, possibly flipping, getting chundered, laughing, derigging....

4:00 pm - Driving home, tired, exhausted, dreaming of the beer that wont be in your hand for at least an hour.

5:00 pm - Beer in hand, derig, bullshit, find shade.

6:00 pm - On way home. Wanted a beer but fell asleep on the kitchen counter before beverage aquired. Wake up in clothes, so thirsty for water consider drinking out of toilet due to mass quantities in sight. Asleep for good.