This builder was dedicated; quickly there was an upper connection, Tramp Stamp. Then a line snaking out to an area colloquially known as the Pretty Slabs, other trail builders followed cutting mountain bike specific trails through the lower elevations. Delicate land management issues soon arose, the gate was locked and this zone became pedal power only. Well, pedal power or rotor power…
Summer 2015, we had two sling loads of bikes and 12 friends from around the world ready to fly to the top. This was to be all of our first times heli dropping this trail from the top, the anticipation at the log sort was so thick it could be cut by a rotor.
Landing in the alpine, overlooking the ocean with a faint ribbon of trail winding through the meadow we knew we were in for a good time. With high expectations we dropped in, through the alpine, into the trees, into incredible steep loam, into even steeper loam.
Riding down these steep chutes was more like mountain bike skiing. Sustained now had a new definition, steeps after steeps after steeps, on more then one occasion we had to stop to marvel at the super human effort required to muscle a trials moto up these sections. After several hours of this we arrived at the cabin, which marks the start of the mountain bike specific trails. We still had three more trails to go with over 3200ft of descending left to get to the ocean.