Giving it another GO...

Sunday me and Captain ("Captain and I" for any of my readers studying English) headed to Chapel Hill to practice for the upcoming trials season. After riding our preexisting sections for a while, we decided that some newer challenges were in order. We found what we were looking for. The pics below are from one of the new sections we laid out. And as always, the pictures do this section no justice.

Yes, there is a good reason as to why I'm falling over the handlebars, staring at my front tire with my shoulder dropping as I lean too far to the right. It's because I suck.

Here comes the Captain, his eyes focused on where he wants to be.

Doing a little showing off.

The highlight of the day may have been my nieces getting their first spin on the new bike. Cassie says "helmet laws suck" as she jumps on and takes the bike for a spin. She has two riding styles -riding with no feet on the pegs at all or with one foot on one peg and one on the brake. Granny quickly put a stop to the riding without a helmet.

After a few instructions from Papa, Erin was off to the races. She laid it down once after riding with her foot on the brake for a half of a lap. She got back up, took off and soon had a look of confusion on her face as she headed towards the big concrete front porch where I was sitting. She had forgotten all of Papa's instructions. With the bike wide open and the look of terror on her face, she narrowly missed running up the front steps and finally got the bike to complete stop. She quickly hopped off and got as far from the bike as she could. That experience may have ended her riding career but something tells me probably not.

El Rancho de Dickson

Saturday Captain, Pee Wee, I spent a little time in the woods doing our best to stay upright while navigating some fairly slick terrain. Big ole muchas gracias to Bob for letting us ride the ranch. Avoid the root while trying to keep wide to set up a turn.

Stay wide and do your best at turning through the newly formed pond and whatever lurks beneath it.

Make your way through the mud while turning on a hill full of roots. Piece of cake.

Captain grabbing a little air on the new JR50.

Time for a little R&R. Here's Zippy the motorcycle hating, rock eating heeler (the one looking at the camera).

Superbowl Sunday Eve

Here's some shots from Saturday's action. Conditions were pretty slick but I still could not capture that perfect Nubbie moment to set the bar high for all ITSA members to strive for. Although I did end up doing a backwards somersault after an attempted kick start. Hope that's not on film.

We even had the opportunity to practice sitting around a campfire. As you can see, Captain does not like his smores medium rare.