Chapter Road Trip

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Or taking the gathering to an new location and then traipsing around the state for a bit. Early November camping trips are always a gamble, but this one paid off. Pit Boss, Leader, Teach and Backpack Dan all met up at the new, out of town Spot after work Friday night. The fire was roaring as only Pit Boss and his wood can do, and plenty of barley and millet sodas were consumed. Leader may have had one too many as apparently she was quite cheerful that night - not her usual All Business mode. Changes to the charter were discussed to reflect the changes in the CO race scene. After all, it's hard to have a chapter gathering at the best party at a mountain bike race when the party has been canceled... Stay tuned for more information!

"I don't need my drinking gloves when the growler is insulated."
 After the sun slowly warmed the camp ground, it was time to ride. ALL BPR-CO chapter gatherings must include both adult beverages and riding bikes. Or at least talking about bikes. But preferably riding bikes. This time we got to rage bikes. Teach was showing off his new Sklar beauty - built up to mesh with both BPR global and CO standards. Single Speed and HT, but with the added bonus of dropper post and front suspension. He can fly on that combo. BackPack Dan's "real" bike was out of commission for the gathering, so he was railing on his other real bike, a Fargo. And railing he was, following Pit Boss off jumps and rocks without hesitation.

Send me a signal! Teach putting up smoke signals modern style
 Then it was time for Pit Boss and Leader to head west. The Brown Bullet made it through the stupidity factor on Monarch Pass. (Seriously people, if it's icy and you can't see because of the fog, ya might want to slow down. If there's two wreckers pulling cars out of the ditch and off of the cliff, ya might want to slow down... But I digress.) The ultimate goal was Moab, but with a stop in Fruita for some rock action. And with the newest member of BPR-CO residing in Fruita, Leader thought it would be a good idea to actually get to meet him!

Ahh, Fruita...
While we waited, Pit Boss decided to test drive a puppy. Best way to decide if the dog is well behaved and good mannered...  That lasted for nearly 30 minutes.
If my human isn't going to pay attention to me, I'll drop this slimy ball at your foot and maybe you'll play with me!
 And then it was time to ride. Stout knew all the inside info on the trail work being done and was eager to show off the newest gem - Hawkeye. We meandered our way over there, chatting all the way. On the climb, it was easy to see the hard work put into the trail. And it spread out the traffic really well across the entire KoKo area. There was one moment of ponytail syndrome, but that didn't last. Yeah, Leader and her tiny Tonka Truck plastic bike can actually go down hill! Stout parted at the start of Moore Fun. That was a little too much Fun for him that day. But it was good to finally put a name to the face and start getting to know all the members of the BPR-CO tribe.
Stout! Plastic Bikes with squishy bits have their places.

There will be another chapter gathering soon. More details in the charter to be reviewed and more adult beverages to be consumed.

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