
I'll never forget the time I was racing the NORBA national at Breckenridge Colorado where I was riding pretty much dead last in the Pro race, getting killed by the 12,000ft or so of elevation. On the 2nd of 3rd lap I came up to Floyd who had dropped out but gave me this huge push and said "go kick some ass" or something like that. I went on to finish the race and came in dead last, 40 minutes or something behind Travis Brown but I was the only flatlander to finish which was the only thing I felt good about. But I have the memory of being pushed partly up the hill by Floyd. I think that was the last year he raced mountain bikes. Anyways, I hope he can nail it down come Sunday.
Remember that post White Earth Connections at all? Well today when I was coming home from DL after dropping Jon off at hockey, I got pulled over by the same guy I pulled out of the ditch in February. I thought this poop truck was turning off to unload in a field but he wasn't so I went around him at a high speed before the turn and the first vehicle I meet is the cop. He just gave me a warning, I don' t think he could of given me a ticket since we were off the rez. I didn't cash in on the ditch incident as he was real friendly and didn't ask for id or anything like that. He looked at me funny and I wondered if he was try to recognize who I was.
Photo from the Outside article that ran earlier this year.

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