It is pretty fun to do a local MTB race again. What with all the Norbas and Sea otters and the like we dont get to many oppertunities to do the kind of racing where it all began. Ryan and I hit up the Fire SToe Walker AMBC yesterday in Beulton. It was like a 3hr driev but it was worth it. They had it on the massive winery/ranch. It was in full green bloom, with massive rolling hills and expansive wineries. There were some cows out there though and on the second lap we crested a hill to some face to face with a like 3000 lb bull running down the trail ahead of us. This guy was huge. Proabbaly 6 feet wide and was leaving massive hoof prints int he super hard pack dry single track. We came skidding to a stop and this crazy south african kid that was with us was just like" ride at him and he will move" so we let him give it a try and he got about 2 feet away and then stopped casue the cow didnt move. then we treid to climb up the hill around him and he just stood there staring at us and stomping. it was scary shit. go tthrough unscathed though. After riding around for most of the race with the SA kid i attacked and then ryan bridged up and we rolled in for the old 1-2. Ryan was suposed to win casue he won our ro-shambo for the victory but then he break checked me at the line and i ended up crossing first. It was good fun and we made some cold hard cash fo rhte effort so it was pretty sweet. Now i hope my legs start comming around a bit for next weekend in Fontucky as the locals call it. thats about it, my seeds havent sprouted yet, but maybe when i get back from LA they will be rockin.