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Remember that feeling as a child?
You wake up one crisp Winter morning to find that Jack Frost and clicked his fingers and clicked his heels during the night, leaving a blanket of virgin white disguising the place you call home. An unrecognisable wonderland surrounding you, unable to remove your vacant expression of disbelief and joyous awe.
This was one of those mornings.
We'd been driving in the pitch black of the night before to a place called Stallion Springs, we'd no clue of our surroundings and no clue as to where exactly we were. We met Mike (Miranda, Woodwards first BMX Pro) at the lodge at Woodward West on arrival that night, tired yet exicted at what the following day would involve. This was, after all, one of the best riding locations in the world... One of THE places you dream of as a child, and few have the privelidge of enjoying.
Mike showed us to our room at the lodge, some 50 bunk rooms, all of which were empty for the off season, ready for our arrival. That night we slept heavily yet excitedly, for anticipation of what lay ahead the folling day.
Nothing prepared me for seeing this in the morning.
We all awoke at 6:30am ready to roll back over for an hours extra sleep, we really would need the rest if we had some 12hrs of riding ahead of us and we all knew that the Hangar wouldn't be open until 9am.
That was until Tom took a peak through the blinds.
I was out of bed like a shot! Before you can say "Personal Mecca" I was dressed, with camera in hand, Chris' tripod dug out from under him asleep and out on the balcony. This scene lay before me exactly as you see.
Allow me to explain:
Those ladders in shot form part of an incredible Mountain Bike trail, leading down the hill through the trees to the camp in the town below. Those two hangars in the middle on the right are home to one of the BEST skateparks in the world, Hangar 18 @ Woodward West.
This was riding heaven. In a place that felt like heaven.We didn't even know we were there.
Goodbye childhood memories, hello childhood dream. |
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Goodbye childhood memories, hello childhood dream.
Wish I could have been there to see it with you.