Park riding on the MTBs

I've been having a rough week on the mountain bike. So far, I've had three flats--one resulting in a high-speed blowout and brusing, bloody crash. I suppose it's all part of the fun!

I rode the Edora BMX track in Fort Collins with friends Curtis and Russel Heideman a few days ago. Good times, and no major spills. Hitting the track puts a whole new perspective on the mountain bike genre; I was really stoked to jump a little bit and cannot wait to apply this experience to the alpine environment.

Two wheels, two fly rods, many mountains

I spent the last 8 days rolling around on the twisties from Colorado to British Columbia and back. My hands are still numb from the buzz of my knobby TKC 80s at 80 mph, and my heart is still starting to mellow from the jitters of riding my last few hours in a high altitude electrical lightshow. I set out last week with a loaded bike, two fly-fishing rods and a dream to catch fish across the Rockies ... instead I practiced casting and knot tying in three states and two Canadian provinces . But I can't complain--eight days in the mountains is better than 8 days not .... in the mountains :).
Here are a few of my images:

McDonald Lake at Glacier National Park, MT.

A mountain goat chillin' in the summer sun, Going to the Sun Road, Glacier, National Park.

Earthquake lake near Sandpoint, ID.

Me and my ride at Glacier in Montana

My wicked BMW R1200GS loaded and ready for mountain assault.