I haven’t blogged in awhile. As my room-mate would say, I’ve been too busy “Living the dream.” The last few months have been spent enjoying the wonders of the off season:
Hiking, camping, fishing, hunting, hitting the gym, starting a cycling development fund, writing a cookbook, watching as doper after dirty doper get busted, having never ending heated debates regarding said filthy dopers, visiting long lost family members, mountain biking, going to weddings, watching as my team decided to cease operations, frantically searching for a new team to ride for, selling off a boat-load of old gear on ebay, raiding the garden of our neighbor Erna….. This list could go on awhile, but suffice it to say, the dream is alive and well.
My race season ended a bit early this year. And with September being BC’s driest on record, I ended up having a full-on summer holiday. It was totally awesome!
Shani is back to school at UFV, so we decided to move back in with Ricky Federau for one last hurrah on the farm. It will be sold in the new year so this is the last taste of chicken farming life. That, and the last taste of the tomatoes, plums, pears, apples, blueberries, squash and salad greens that his mom grows. (she lives next door)
My mountain bike has seen some good use. It’s always nice to change it up and spend a little time on the dirt. I have had my butt kicked by my dad Tony, by former ripper Ricky Federau, and by current ripper Neal Kindree. My butt is sore, but it’s been a lot of fun.
Try as I might, I’ve not had much luck in the fishing department, catching my first trout on a fly rod was a blast, but the salmon haven’t been as productive. We even got out on the saltwater with my dad and Nels, but we got skunked. Instead the old guys just feasted all day, they brought enough food to last us a week! The sun was shining, so it was a great day nonetheless.
The hunting has been better, Jeremy and I got out for our annual trip and had success. Fresh wild deer liver was on the menu here on the farm last week, and Max the dog couldn’t have been happier with those leftovers.
In the team department, it was a a pretty tough blow to hear the news with team Spidertech. No racing next year meant we were all in a bind and searching for a new team. I am happy to say that the search is going well, and I will blog again in a few days with the full report on that front. For now I think it is safe to say I’ll be spending a lot of time in Belgium next year.
The doping news is frustrating to say the least. I’m in the process of an article on this subject. To Summarize my thoughts: I am pissed off. I don’t think the punishments are sufficient, and I am sick of hearing how these guys “have contributed to the sport.” The fallout of their crimes is very far reaching, and I really wish they would either leave or be removed from the sport so they could finally stop negatively affecting my life.
Shani and I hosted both our families here at the farm for Thanksgiving. That was our first turkey dinner event. It was a blast, we did a hike, had dinner, and even had a little fire in the backyard after.
In the past few weeks I’ve been back to a bit of a training schedule. It feels good to be getting a bit fit again. The rainy season has arrived here in BC, but I have managed to ride every day during the little breaks in the weather, so I’m doing well so far.
For now, there is the re-cap. More juicy stuff to follow.
The family on Sumas Mountain. Thanksgiving and it’s hot and sunny!
Nels and Tony. Are we fishing or are we feasting?
Camping with Luke. I discovered he’s a pyro.
Camping with Shani. I already knew she was a pyro!
The things you see when you go camping in the middle of nowhere.