Day 2 - Scholastic Understanding and Chivalry

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Scholastic Understanding and Chivalry

Howdy folks, CraaLogg, Log, or Logan here with the words of Day 2, the day we will refer to as "Scholastic Understanding and Chivalry."

Now, I'll tell ya whaaaattt...

After a days work prepping, and a late nights drive, there we were in Breckenridge, Colorado, around 4am at our buddy Taam Taam's. The road trip has officially begun. We said our hellos, and were off to bed, the three of us dudes and Taam's 2 pony-sized dogs, in about 9 feet of couch space.

I woke myself up at some point during the night after stretching my legs and jabbing my feet into Nate's chest/neck/mouth area, which surprisingly jostled me far more than it did him.

The next morning we awoke with abnormally swollen-red eyes, and our joints and muscles felt like they had rusted over during the short nights rest. Ah, its mornings like these when you wish a lil WD-40 would do the trick...

Pat, Taam's roommate, was up before us, got us all good and medicated, and we each popped 3 advil...

Wonder what we'll feel like after a day of riding...

We got to the mountain, I had to reprint my pass cuz I forgot it in my car back in Boulder, Nate had to print his pass cuz it was his first day, and Ben spent $80 on a ticket.

It was time, the heard of turtles was finally snowboarding.

Pat, Taam's roommate, stashed a few PBRs in the trees up by this log-jib line on peak 9.

We rode laps through the log-jibb line on Peak 9 all day. It could not have been a more fun way for all of us to reunite back on the mountain after nearly two years of not riding together once.

I landed a switch front 2-7 to back switch-up to front 4 out on the down-flat-down, and went down 3 black diamonds. It was tyte.

It's funny to see what a difference a year can make...

We got to catch a run with my brother and his click o' goons, then ate tacos and wings with all them at Mi Casa. They had real nice spicy bloodys there too.

From there we were off to the liquor store to stock up for a night session at Keystone..Ben missed the turn onto the highway to keystone, and while turning around, whipped 'er right on into the snow-packed ditch...Lucky for him, every person who drove by stopped and brought their brother and 3 cousins to help. The majority of the people who stopped wanted to push the high-centered 4Runner 4 feet straight up, 10 feet across the ditch and through 3 feet of snow back up onto the road. But then the first vehicle with Colorado plates showed up. The Coloradoan stopped, backed up, hitched up his pickup to us with a tow-strap, got the hopeless pushers cleared away and convinced that pulling with a truck was indeed more efficient than pushing by hand uphill through snow (which was the longest process of the whole ordeal), and we were back on the road.

It wasn't until we got into the closest parking lot at Keystone 'till Nate noticed the lights up on the mountain were shut off and there was no way the mountain was open for night riding...

At this point we hadn't established where we were staying for the night so we made a few calls, and were left somewhat stranded for the time being...so we looked for ways to amuse ourselves in the car sitting in the parking lot of the abandoned mountain.

No sooner did we finish that and we got the call we'd been waiting for...
We were off to stay at Courtney's spot in the low-income housing development of middle Vail.

Knights and Scholars, here we shall rest our tired bones in preparation for the morn's battle at Vail Mountain.

written by  Skeptic on January 3, 2011 from Breckenridge, United States
from the travel blog: Road trip of Freedom: Benjamin Howard, Logan Soraci, Nathan Minatta
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