After the last two months of an exhausting spring in Utah Keenan, Timmy and I piled into Gary and cruised down to Leadville Colorado to spend some quality time with ol' Greg. Sunset in the Utah desert on the drive from Colorado
I wish I could say we have some pictures or video from Colorado, but we don't... it was pretty silly. The snow was not good for backcountry jumps, but we tried anyways with terrible results. Everytime we landed we punched at least a foot through the top crust and into the less dense layer underneath, making landing almost impossible. We also rode at Arapahoe Basin for 5 days straight in great weather. We were lucky enough to have free passes through Greg, which made the trip. The highlight of the Colorado expedition came when we went bowling one night at the local bowling alley in Leadville and found out it was the last night of the winter league. This meant that the locals were out in full force with plenty of alcohol. It was a disgusting mix of rednecks, fat rednecks, the fat rednecks' wives, who were also fat, and what the rednecks called wetbacks, the local mexicans. At the end of the night one particularly fat and drunk redneck began saying stuff to one of the mexicans, causing a huge uproar. There was suddenly a mass of people struggling to get out to the parking lot through the small entrance to try and placate both sides, but mostly just witness the best entertainment of the night. We were left standing pretty much alone in the alley, laughing and wondering if someone was going to get shanked or shot by a hunting rifle outside. When we questioned one of the employees about it, he gave us a heated and extremely racist idea of what happened. So much for Colorado.
The drive out to Mount Hood was just an endurance battle - about 24 hours in the car all told. Eastern Oregon is pretty nuts, with no trees and rolling grass hills. As we descended into the Columbia River Gorge the walls rose above us, revealing terraced cliffs covered in grass. Across the gorge was the same, but covered with hundreds of wind mills perched on top. As soon as we got onto Highway 26, the Mt Hood Highway, the countryside began to change into even more rolly hills covered with trees and every kind of vegetation. The farther south we went the more orchards and farms we saw, and the higher in elevation we climbed. We arrived in Government Camp April 28th with a light rain and no place to stay.
Arriving at the cottage. Our front door had 3'+ of snow in front of it; the guy said as he was moving out that he just couldn't keep up with the shoveling this winter.
View from our street when its not raining
JIMMIES! You can see a blurry Jimmie trying a backflip on his bike right outside our place. They were encouraged by everybody in our place ALOT.
This is the level of the snow looking out our window. This is called the snatio - our snow patio
Life in Govy is pretty good... Walker Brown came to visit, people have been sleeping on our couches, it's been sunny after the first month of rain and snow, the summer crew is slowly arriving. It's finally starting to feel like summer, and it's going to be fun.
Edit of the month of May
HOOD!!! Number 1 from Janky Films on Vimeo.