The last time I ever went mountain biking for real, I was still in high school. Going up hill sucked as much back then, but at least now I have a camera, so brutalizing my leg muscles is worth it to get to these views. We were walking the bikes by the second switchback...however, once we got going, and our hearts got over the initial shock of actual exercise, it was quite fun. Brings me back to Colorado with my brother about 15 years ago.
I need to dust off my back and get it ready for some trails, no doubt.
That evening, the staff of the NOC had a fund raiser for a basketball court, and they played Napoleon Dynamite on the lawn. Vote for Pedro, friends.
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