Fuck the rules. The only rule that matters is having fun with your friends. Sometimes you can even sacrifice safety for fun. We did a ride today up Mt. Wilson that was one of the best rides I’ve done in recent months (I say that a lot in Cali). Jeff, Ty, Kyle, Ed, Ralphy and I woke up early and trudged it out to the mountains. Along the way, we joked, stopped for photos, and rubbed Poodle Bush all over ourselves. But most importantly, we had fun.
Ty took this shot of Kyle, getting his crossie freestyle on and I don’t even need to post any other photos from Instagram. This one seals the ride.
It was 62 miles, 6,000′ and we killed two pizzas after. Good times dudes!