This is the tree off of the teeter totter that took Diane down 2 weeks ago... Notice the lack of bark from impact of the chunky monkey...

Last time we kinds ripped though all the parks trying to hit them all, I hoped if I just focused on the 2 parks we could better showcase them for Wes and Chris. Amazin' Andrew summed it up best "from the slippery roots of Fairhill to the dusty tails of White Clay."

It was hot, but didn't seem as brutal as the past few days. Maybe because we left so early? But in the woods it actually felt good riding, first time since you know Mother Nature turned on Summer around here. Gonna use a Kerkovian term "swamp ass conditions"