The Story of that Fateful DayIt was a beautiful sunny July morning in Ashland, Oregon. I was busy cleaning up after making breakfast when my friend Tony called to go ride. He had an ambitious plan to show his Uncle Jeff, visiting from LA, some of Southern Oregon’s finest mountain biking. The plan was to meet up at noon at the bottom of Chuck’s Chips, shuttle Chuck’s a couple of times, and then go shuttle Mt Ashland a couple of times. If all went well we would get about 15,000 vertical feet of some of the finest single track around. As we made our way down the fire road we laughed and joke while we rode along oblivious to what the future held.
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A Feature Length Documentary by Aaron Lewis:"We are all faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as impossible situations." -Charles Swindoll |