May 7, 2012
Every Friday morning a group of really casual friends gathers at the mouth of American Fork Canyon to head to the summit at a leisurely, chatty pace, followed by a snack at the top, and a safe, easy downhill where we stay together and help each out with tips and warnings.
I did not win. (There are two races, one to the top, and one to the bottom.) But I did capture the view of the race to the top from the (way) back. And I captured the view of the race to the bottom (ha) from (near) the front. I need to adjust the camera angle a bit, as I am often depressed on the climb, and stare at the pavement, which those two announcer guys from Europe keep telling us means a rider is totally cooked.