Big light and long shadows.
Billy heading through the tunnel at Eureka Springs.
Nathan cruising above Black Bass Lake.
Ice cold mountain streams are as close to heaven as it gets on a ninety degree, humid as heck day. I can't fully describe how good it felt to wallow here for a while.
I love this shot.
Our crew ranged from just three, to six at one point. The afforded conversation and camaraderie are highlights of every trip I take down there.
Ripping along at speed. The Salsa Cowbell handle bars are way good offroad. I'll be doing a full comparison between these bars and Woodchippers. So far though I love beating the piss out of these on hard singletrack.
Overhung limestone and cedar trees make up a lot of the Ozark landscape. The trails put you right next to both of these. They fly past your face at what seems to be only inches away.
On the singletrack above Blowing Springs. This is a new section of trail opened since I was last down. It's to die for.
Big permanent structures dot the trail systems down here. The time, money, and effort put into these trails has to be seen to believed. Everything is simply top notch.
I'll have a post later this week with some of the color photos from the trip. Until then, a huge thanks to Nathan, Tina and Ethan for their generous hospitality, and to Billy, Corey, and Randy for the great ride days.