After round #4 of the EWS, Chris, Pangus & myself loaded up the rental car with way too many bikes and headed to Colorado Springs to go and visit & ride with Jon Cancellier in his hometown & to check out the SRAM offices. We looked like the grizwalds on vacation with 3 massive bike bags strapped to the roof with us squashed in-between bikes & wheels navigating through massive hail & thunderstorms listening to country music & mariachi bands, we made our way to the Springs for 3 days of adventures.

Sweet shops in one horse towns.

Sweet shops in one horse towns.

Only in America hey?

Only in America hey?

Milkshake anyone?

Milkshake anyone?

First stop: Chipotle for burrito’s! YUM

Next up: SRAM office tour. Pretty awesome to see where it all happens & great to catch up with everyone.

COLORADO

COLORADO

Old Skool machines making cool stuff.

Old Skool machines making cool stuff.

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Some history at the SRAM offices.

Some history at the SRAM offices.

Awesome!

Awesome!

Bright bikes in the desert.

Bright bikes in the desert.

Still struggling to breathe at this altitude, and with no off day after racing we made our way to the local lunch loop ride behind the SRAM offices in Ute Park for some fun turns and little techy pinch climbs.

Next on the itinerary was a 40 min shuttle drive up the frontside of the range, followed by a hour and half pedal further up to the top, with even less oxygen, followed by an amazing descent down Captain Jack’s for about 1hour and 20 min’s – heavenly! We did have some dark cloud moments though, with Chris loosing his helmet somewhere along the shuttle drive & also a massive wasp getting in under my sunglasses and stinging the bejesus out of my eye, so I had to make my way down the trail with one eyed vision. Team Dark Cloud antics has begun…

Cyclops after a nasty wasp sting.

Cyclops after a nasty wasp sting.

Pretty Colorado.

Pretty Colorado.

The following day we had a CO classic to conquer, the Monarch Trail. Tracy & James joined us for this xc epic and I was not going to miss this for anything – swollen eye or not. I looked like a cyclops, but after some drugs, my eye could open a wee bit and I was able to see the trail and enjoy the scenery. What a stunning day we had out there with forever views and little cowboy one horse towns. Of course something was bound to happen – this time it was Jon who took a massive digger into the most hostile rockgarden on the trail, walking away from it pretty shook up with a massively swollen hand and some grazes – he was a lucky guy today.

Monarch Crest Trailhead.

Monarch Crest Trailhead.

Monarch Trail.

Monarch Trail.

Jon with his swollen hand :(

Jon with his swollen hand 😦

It was time to wrap it up in the Springs and head up to Whistler Canada next for some more adventures & the 5th round of the Enduro World Series. Thank you Jon for an amazing trip!

Peace out, Anka xxx

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