The last time I went to Oakridge was for Bridget's Birthday. Bridget is a badass and she had a hell of a weekend planned for us.
We camped at Black Canyon Campground and I am always the first person to get up. #coffeeoutside
Forests truck got nominated to carry a bunch of bikes.
Day 1 we did the climb up to ATCA. 6000+ feet of climbing? Correct me if I am wrong.
As we were climbing up Jedi I heard a familiar voice in the distance. My buddy Paul started 30-45 minutes behind us and caught us on the last climb. What a beast. It was rad to take some turns with the Lacava.
The ATCA was full of Poison Oak so I took a pit stop at a small waterfall and scrubbed my self with ancient moss.
The night ended with these two weirdos drinking beers out of their shoes. Never trust a kayaker in a skinsuit. Never.