We just came from Whistler where mountain bikers from around the world dazzled us with their front flips, table tops, double x-ups, bar spins, and hokey dokey smacks. It was a blast.
The best part was meeting new friends and getting to know some people I'd already met a little better. The worst part was being stuck in the hotel with Saben when he went to bed at 8pm while everyone else went out and had fun. Not that I can really complain, Kyle stayed home one of the nights while I went out & one night everyone came to the apartment just so I would get to hang out & not be there alone. So I only stayed home one night, but man, that made me sad. I think this sort of thing is the only times I'm ever truly frustrated by the limitations of having a child. Which is a good thing, it means I've adjusted pretty well. But I hate missing a fun night on the town. Actually, I had a good talk with Kelley that night, so I wasn't even alone. Why was I complaining again?
And Cam saw a bear! Right outside our hotel room! It was crazy, he was eating berries off a bush! But I missed it. I did get to see the big pile of poop he left on the walkway though. That the bear left, not Cam. (Cam is the transition bikes sales guy. He's single and nice. He catches lots of dungeness crab for us to eat. Let me know if you want his number. His photo is on the T-bikes homepage.)