. We hit some really gnarly looking hills with ease (a lot looked worse than they were) and enjoyed the atmosphere (I alwasy trip out on the yellow, green and red dirt). It was cold as a mother you know what, so we rode hard to keep warm .After gassing up we separated from Jasons qwad buddies and really opened things up. We hit this real mans trail that goes along the AFB fence, it my favorite area there. Really crazy whoops sections with piles of rocks in between with constantly changing terrain. One second you're in some nice tacky dirt, then next fine powdery sand, tons of fun!
I caught one pic of a hill none of up made it up first try. Justin stalled it right infront of me, then I lost my momentum and made it about 10-15 more feet before I ran out of steam. In this pic I'm about 3/4 of the way up and Justin is about 2/3 and Jason was going for his second try.
