Had the day off the other day, so I went and rode whistler bike park (MTB) where I almost hit a mama bear and cub on Crank-It-Up. That place is mental.

Last night's commute had silly commuter racing in full effect: I got caught up in a 4-man dash (including one singlespeed) but then everyone turned their separate ways and just like that it was over.

Saw another guy carrying a bike helmet strapped to a backpack. WTF?