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I have been busy and neglected to post anything last week. I am please to report the Sports Hut training camp was another success. 3 winter storms and 50 inches of new snow made for ideal conditions. The recap goes like this... Day one 24 inches Craig, Adam, Daryl and I put out an all out assualt on the mountain. Alta is for skiers and we hit every inche of the mountain. The day started with the first entry, followed by the second and then hitting Eddies High Nowhere. Ample snow made for an easier traverse across the rock face to the notch. By the end of day the snow was so deep from drifting you literally drown in snow as we made as many top to bottom runs as possible. 1/2 the mountain was nearly inaccessable due to a broken lift, however we made the effort to make trips all the way around the mountain to access the best snow. This made for a lot more hiking and work, less runs but we hit the jackpot with every run. After 12 round trips across the mountain we were wipped. Apres ski at Craigs as we awaited the arrival of the infamous Cropduster Wyrens. Day 2 brought on more snow 17" fresh and 9 degrees atop the mountain. Sights were set on Eddie's High Nowhere and breaking Jeff in early. 1/2 way up the climb Jeff was in the hurt locker. Not able to control his breathing he sent himself to the base for RR. We did not know if he would come out the next day kicking or kicking the dirt. Day three Jeff vowed to go down fighting and fight he did. Another storm rolled in and East Castle was in the cross hairs. Everyone rallied and skied hard the full day. We refueled at GoldMiners and headed home. Day 4 was a travel day. Some of the boys skied a couple of hours and others had to do some work. Probably one of the best 3 days of skiing I have had in a very long long time.

I headed home, washed clothes and headed back out to Utah. We have been skiiing everyday. Storms are forcasted for the next 4 days and there should be plenty of fresh to dive into.

Even though skiing has occupied most of my time I have not totally neglected riding. Well mostly but I managed to sneak in rides here and there. Today for instance, Sam and I met in Park City and rode to the top of Guardsman's Pass. I didnt think Sam was feeling the affects of climbing for 45 minutes as I saw him accelerate up and up the road. I stayed back keeping pace. Several minutes later I started to slowly pull back to his wheel. He then turns to me and tells me that the climb is much longer than expected. Guardsman's puts the hurt on everyone. No matter how pro you are. Reaching the top in just under an hour we turn and descend in 15 minutes. We rolled around town for another 40 minutes before calling Uncle. Short but unbelievable ride.

Tomorrow I will be strapping on the boards again in search of fresh snow. Summer will be here soon so it is time to enjoy these last few days and back to civiliziation and hitting the training hard.

3....2...1....Go

Let the racing begin. It has been over a month since the last post. It must have been winter slowing me down. With spring nearly around the corner its time to brush off the dust, hit the road and drop the hammer. Training has been steady up to this point. I wouldn't say I've trained a lot. But lets just say I hope it will be enough not to get shelled.

For the past week I have been grinding out a pretty good block of training. Managed to ride with someone new everyday and it has been pure pain. A recap of the last five days have gone like this.... Saturday rode hard in gale force winds. Sunday hit the trainer to flush out the system. Monday got shelled by Adam sending me to the hurt locker for over 2 hours. Tuesday, buckled, did not ride. Wednesday Wyrens rode me into the ground. Although I was riding a CX bike with about 40psi. He was on a road bike so I probably would have dropped his a**& if I was on a road bike too. I just need to recover enough to dish it out on Friday. We are headed to Utah for our spring training camp. Friday = Alta = powder = sending Adam to the hurt locker. Should be fun.