Last week for camp Gooney. Sleeping under the stars for several months will certainly be missed. Living out of a tent is certainly casual. The difficulties are the amenities. I would not say that we were roughing it at all, to sleep under the stars for a summer in Crested Butte is a privilege. Starting next week we will be care taking a nice house, and then we have to figure out a roof for winter.
Last post I described my lust for a fancy bike. My Hardtail feels weird, and I can't seem to get a functional fork. I put some bling cranks on, and a heavy steel fork. It's a complete state of mind change from the 5 inch carbon fiber wonder bike.
With Steiny in town we decided on the favorite evening ride, 409.5. Steiny and Tim road their big bikes. There is no way I would be able to keep up on the descent with some of the best riders in the valley with my full ridgid, so I dedicated myself as beer-camera bitch.
Here are some images.