14 riders, 14 bikes, 1 rental van, 1 pickup truck with 2 bike racks. Couldn’t have had a better time. Everyone managed to get along, drink heavily, barely ride, and stay satisfied.
I tried to capture the moments between the riding. You know, the important parts. The parts of time that really dictate a “good rider”. It may just be my outlook, but being a great rider is barely about ability. Realize that nose manual/grind/barspin combo only matters that much to you and nobody else. What does matter is sharing the good times with all the people around you.