They laugh and joke like any friends riding up the mountain together on a high-speed quad. On the descent they let out catcalls and shout with delight as they blast through powder stashes and carve turns in the trees.
Before I signed up for the 185-mile RSVP
(Ride from Seattle to Vancouver & Party) last February, I thought long and hard about all the “street miles” I would be putting in on my bike.
