Moab!

Love Moab. Great trails. Though sometimes I wonder if I'm made for long rides like that, I get so pissed off sometimes! I'm so hard on myself, that if I'm not in the front group or if I feel like they have to wait for me, that I get all emotional and angry. Or when trying to ride a feature that is difficult and wrecking, or not making it as far as I'd like, then I get mad too. Sometimes I just want to pick up my bike and chuck it off a cliff.......but then a sweet flowy section appears, or I hit a drop or a jump or a techy section and just ace it, then life is good.
Brad and I've talked about it, maybe that's why I got so good at biking so quickly, why I do well racing, because I've got that angry drive to be the best. Maybe that's a good thing, but sometimes I'm so pissed off it doesn't seem worth it.

Anyway, that's my emotional ramble. Suffice it to say, I loved the Moab trip. Gotta have a good time when so many maggots are there!


Beautiful sunset at camp.

Nice view of my ass going down a steep section, yummy!

Drew in a techy section that only two of us rode, and I was not one of them. After this section is a sharp right hand turn with a 2+ foot drop, with a steep drop off to the left, and a tree root to make it past. Shaking my head that he made it. Oh, and sorry it's sideways - I'm on my way to bed and too tired to fix it.

The maggots chilling at the rest stop where the trail we rode meets up with the usual Porcupine Rim trail. Connie, the girl in the yellow helmet, rode the trail with a broken wrist! She's dedicated, one of the top downhillers in the country.

Brad and I in a cool slick rock area on UPS. Notice how he's standing in a hole to make me look taller! Funny boy.