Photo By Corbin Crimmins
On the last day of Feburary a small work party occured led by Jim Mudry and Dave Bisset. Meeting at 'Extended Play' to donuts and Rockstars the eager crew began to repair and buff out the 11 man-made featured trail. Holes, berms, branches over stepping their boundries were all adressed and clipped. The trail had so much dirt work done to it that it was 'CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE!' by the trail stewards. Pray for some rain! 
Photo By Corbin Crimmins
Photos By Corbin Crimmins
Then with a skeleton crew consisting of Jim, Dave and Myself all journeyed up to '2 Chairs 2' and '3 Blind Mice'. Although 'Tha Mice' wasn't on the agenda- we set out to give that warm up trail a good buffing too. Within a few minutes of our work- Douglas Johnson, THE GODFATHER of Post Canyon arrives with smiles as he surveys all the work being done. Without hesitation Douglas joins the band like a veteran musician- except he makes music with shovels, saws and sledgehammers. 4 trailbuilders, all with seperate contributing skills begin obvious taskes of re-vamping. The finished song came out sweet, I predict a smash hit with every rider who ventures down '2 Chairs' and discovers the work we did today.
There was a few decent sized brake bumps coming off 'Baby Barn Door' landing and normally there is no rock around- I convinced Jim that there was not enough rock armoring in Post Canyon and offered to figure it out. After about 20 mins of puzzle piecing rock together we made a nice armored exit.
A much needed berm gets installed on lower '3 Blind Mice' and the work party spreads out to cover the upper portion of '2 Chairs 2'. We all re-group at the first big berm before the step up-step down feature. Major time was spent repairing the 'Big Betty Berm' as we had a story to tell here. We each wandered one at time ahead of each other when Dave announced he's bonked and heading home. Douglas, Jim and myself continue repairing as the sun begins to set. Jim is the next to annouce departure and leaves his tool and donut stash in trade for my Rockstar stash- fair trade as he rolls off with a distant beep of the horn. Douglas and I continue our efforts. I clear roots and limbs- buffing out the lincoln log stashes all the way to the road. Exhausted with hurting hands and a blister on the thumb, I pack up and depart after chatting with Douglas for a few minutes. To my amazement Douglas drives closer to the trail and begins more work- solo style. Impressive I say to myself- he's the trailbuilders trailbuilder. Hands down- with big painful blisters. He's the king.
Dave testing his new berm on '3 Blind Mice'
Douglas coaching his lady.......with fast hand movements.
Jim Mudry hates brake bumps, litter and that's about it.
Thanks to all that made it today- Corbin, Nick, Jim, Dave and Douglas......this beer is for you! For the rest of you that didn't show- You can chew on my dogs stick. If your feeling like a donation is warranted to inprove your 'Trail Ju-Ju'- then head to Discover or Dirty Fingers and drop something in the jar will ya? We could use your help!
Eat my stick slackers!
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