Just One Frame
|Josh finds a tiny bit of BC|
Trails are the reason I mountain bike. New ones, old ones, good ones. Every little trail is different, taking you down (or up) the mountain in its own unique way. Sometimes trails take you somewhere else entirely. Another trail, another mountain range, another continent. Somehow the 400 meter stretch of trail, hidden out on Grizedale Forest’s western ridge took us a good three thousand miles. Neither of us has been to Vancouver’s North Shore, yet we agreed it felt ‘a little bit BC’ in that small part of the woods. Perhaps it was because of the North Shore’s continuing exposure in the magazines and websites of the mtb world, perhaps the lack of light through a long grey winter caused internal compasses to go awry. Either way, it was a great 400 meters of trail. So great we rode it twice.