Almost Spring Break

The Seattle expo ended up on a positive note as Celia and I enjoyed a couple of beers over a good dinner at Mc Menamins pub in Troutdale on Sunday evening.

We both agreed that we had met a lot of interesting and interested people at the expo and felt that we had generated a lot of interest in Wild Heart Cycling at the event. It was fun traveling with Celia as she always likes to have a good time, and we hadn't caught up in many months.

I'm looking forward to some good tours this summer, and I'm hopeful for a busy season with Wild Heart.

I took some great pictures of the BMX demo on Sunday which I will post soon.

Natty and I are both trying to end our semesters on a positive note. Natty has a lot of writing to do in the next few days for her graduate level literature classes, and I know she is going to be working on it all the time. I hope she can keep from getting too stressed out.

I'm struggling to keep up with my Spanish class, but I am enjoying it none the less. I also took Newswriting and WebDesign which both went well and I feel good about. I built a website, and I hope to post it to the web soon.

First ride of the year out in Oakridge today. Shuman and I rode Larison Creek, it was beautiful as always. It is one of the only trails that is always plenty technical for me, and right now it is so screwed up that I almost want to make it easier in places.. But I love it for the challenge, and being forced to get off to walk is what makes mountain biking different and challenging for me.

Seattle Bike Expo

DeSalvo, Mountain Bike Oregon, Ibex, Wild Heart Cycling, Rivendell, and much more.

It's been a full day for Celia and me; telling lots of people about awesome bike rides in Oregon, meeting new folks, seeing some neat stuff, and taking some pictures.

I took some pictures today, but I'm having trouble posting them right now. Check back later.

Ridin'

The sun shone through the clouds illuminating the vibrant green grasses. Brilliant pinks and yellows of the flowers popped out against the black lava and granite, and the trail exuded a sensual mocha. The mighty river flowed forever on splitting states apart while uniting the country. Hundreds of millions of tons of goods flowed along in the Matchbox trucks and boats below. Our tires caressed silky corners and tiptoed across poky rocks periodically lifting skyward finding a temporary solace from the rugged terrain.

Todd was loving it shredding it as only he does and Laurie was analyzing and dissecting the gnarly technical sections confidently. It was a perfect day on the Syncline.