I’m writing this on Friday as I’m not sure if I’ll have time to update this nearer to the time. Tomorrow morning I’m heading to the airport and by the time you read this I’ll be in Sedona, Arizona. Hate me now.
Update for Sunday night.
So we’re here for the SRAM trailhouse learning about a load of stuff I’ll be able to tell you about in the near future. I’m mainly be struggling with the concepts of sleep deprivation, double figure temperatures, dust and rocks that offer traction and grip. But I reckon I’ll cope.
The riding here’s pretty perfect with killer views to die for.
Catering, guiding and support by the lovely Western Spirit
Sure beats the three foot snow drifts I had to contend with to get to the airport.
More words and pictures when I return…