Where does it go? Where do i waste it? It seems that every night i sit in front of my Mac and list in my head all the people i should email. (and it seems that each night, the list gets bigger!) Yet, i don't. I spend the time fucking around, looking for distractions to not type! I play games, or tweak the computer, or the worst is watch TV. Even now, i am not focused on what i am doing. i am thinking about being back in NZ, i am glancing at the TV, i am mentally trying to sort out tomorrows schedule.

It's such a dilemma

BT

Not to far from where i currently live, there is an easily accessible downhill trail. Downhill as in bicycles. Now i know that my bike is far from a downhill bike. Proper downhill bikes have massive travel, and a fairly soft ride, plus they are very strong! But whatever, i can still ride mine down at an easier pace. These pics are from the first time i tried it. Erik, on the right, borrowed his bike from a shop in town, and off we went! It was a fucking brilliant day! Good weather, and good fun. Plus, Erik had a massive shunt that we could all laugh at, because he was ok. I got it on video as well! The next time we went, about two weeks later, i was a bit better at it, but still nowhere in the grand scheme of things. Erik decided to try a lot harder, and on the FIRST run down, he broke his collar bone. Needless to say, it was quite funny afterwards, but our day was cut rather short! He is doing just fine now, and in good spirits about it.

I think that will be the last chance this season for me to get up the mountain. Oh well. Next year!!

BT