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Fun-maxxing with the homies.

Included: slab-maxxing, single-track-maxxing, flow-maxxing.

Friends of Flylow: 🚲
@maggadeath @derek_hobden @yennakane @t.doooore

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A pretty good argument for spending the weekend in Tahoe…

From bike demos & skills clinics to iconic rides, the Tahoe Mountain Bike Festival is a celebration of everything that makes riding in Tahoe so special.

Our friends @flylowgear know a thing or two about these trails and this community. Catch them at Sunday’s Tahoe Trail Jam, June 21st, for swag giveaways, trail talks and gear that’s been tested right here in our backyard.

Independent. Home Grown. Mountain Raised.

More event details & registration at the link in bio.

#CameForTheWinterStayedForTheSummer #RideTahoeTrails #BuildRideRespect

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Still crazy after all these years

Much needed recharge in the center of the spring universe

@yennakane
@shastamountainguides
@ridge_merino

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It takes a team, a crew, a whole community really, to make and maintain trails! 🪏 💪

Let us know about dig days in your community 👇

Last summer the crew @kirkwoodmtn showed us how it’s done!
Psst… Kirkwood trails are not only totally killer, they are freaking free and open to uphill and down hill travel!

Friends of Flylow: @yennakane @kickinthedore @logutowski @mattlighthart @ski.lord.smith
IC: @kabrophoto

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“I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.” - hdt

Yesterday I set out to go ski a big line overnight. I’ve been trying to learn how to be alone more. Something I’ve never been any good at but was seemingly better at during the age of 18-19. I spent 19-24 in a relationship and feel that I turned being alone into one of my greatest fears.

What I’m learning now is that it’s not so much having to do everything alone, or forcing it upon myself when it doesn’t make sense. But knowing when it’s appropriate and when it’s not.

I ended up turning around today because I had this sense of impending doom, like I wasn’t supposed to be skiing this line alone, and in reality I wanted to be out there with someone else, but couldn’t find a partner and wanted to give it a shot anyway. I’m glad I turned around because another thing I’ve learned this season is that I’ve had this feeling come up before, and usually when it does, I’m not skiing for the right reasons.

Last week I got to ski Shasta with my friends @yennakane and @gcunning_gram
I had insisted on going alone because I felt like I was going to be too slow and for some journey of self discovery blah blah blah. They insisted I go with them, and I’m glad I listened. I think I got a journey of self discovery more so the day I spent skiing with them than I did today.

I think I’ll be putting my skis away for now.

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Day 5

Paradox Valley

39.10 miles and 3,219 ft of climbing

*Note: We relearned about basic bike physics

A couple cups of coffee to wake the legs up and get the laughs started. We started the morning under a sky that looked like it was holding a grudge, ominous clouds and a slight drizzle. Leaving the hut, we had a massive view of the La Sal mountains. It put into perspective exactly
how far we still had to pedal, and for the first time, I felt a twinge of sadness. I wished the trail were even longer because I just didn’t want this week to end.

The drizzle soon turned into a bucket of water falling over our heads. As the rain poured down, our ride turned into a physics experiment. The dirt transformed from hero dirt to clay, and then finally into high grade industrial cement. Forward motion ceased. Pulley wheels stopped turning, bikes doubled in weight, and we found ourselves staring up at a 6 mile climb to get over the bluff.

The mood shifted for a second, but then I started laughing uncontrollably. There is nothing quite
like being defeated by mud to make you realize you have zero control over the elements. Maia was basically performing emergency surgery on her bike, taking it apart just to clear the pulley wheels.

With water dripping off our faces and fogging our glasses, it was clear we only had one choice: to move forward, whether it was walking or riding. We pedaled in slow motion, fighting for every inch, but we eventually crested the top. We were so psyched to be moving that we didn’t even care about being soaked. We collectively agreed that today was not the day for the alt route, so
we bailed to the road, giggling the whole way at the sheer ridiculousness of our situation.

📸 @nataliecarriere

@stio

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Gone are the days we stopped to decide Where we should go we just ride…

@yennakane

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Day 4

Wedding Bell Hut via Mexican Mine Trail
36.93 miles and 2,316 ft of climbing

*Note: Rattlesnake interval training and the mystery of a missing shoe

If you ever need a shot of adrenaline to replace your morning caffeine, I highly recommend the morning ring of rattlesnakes. Upon seeing one, Natalie found out the true meaning of rattlesnake interval training. She was crushing and it was really cool to see her growth every
day.
Now closer to the desert, it was officially hot enough to melt our dignity as we began to gather our things and embark on our desert adventure. The Mexican Mine Trail we rode that day was short and techy. It was the first time I genuinely questioned the physics of riding down a technical rock section while strapped with enough gear to sustain a small village. The mountain gods claimed a few holes in our gear, and in a truly impressive feat of desert magic, Jenna’s shoe somehow went missing. We lathered on the sunscreen to look like a box of fresh glazed donuts, and dare I say we missed the rain.
In the distance, we could finally spot the La Sal mountains, and the view was so stunning it almost made us forget about the heat. We capped off the afternoon with the ultimate bikepacking luxury: a Dr. Bronner’s rain shower and a face full of fresh watermelon. The evening entertainment featured a good laugh as Jenna, committed to the struggle, pranced around the hut with one lone flip flop.

📸 @nataliecarriere
@stio ❤️

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Can’t let go and you can’t hold on. Can’t go back and you can stand still.
@yennakane

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“They need time to think of nothing and reflect on everything… mostly, they need to go skiing on the high distant horizons.” - The Backside of Beyond

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Chasing lines, history, and high-alpine grit ❄️⛷️

THE REDLINE TRAVERSE follows Jenna Kane and Greg Cunningham as they take on one of the tallest and longest ski tours in the Sierra Nevada. Pushing limits while honoring the legends who came before them. This is more than a ski film… it’s a tribute to adventure, endurance, and the spirit of the mountains.

Catch it THIS Saturday at The Glow at the REC
Doors open at 6:30 PM | Films start at 7 PM! Just $10 for a full night of epic storytelling🎬🎟️

Don’t miss your chance to kick off your weekend with something unforgettable 🔥🤩🎥🏔️❄️🌟🎿 #theGlow #redlinetraverse #bcff #discoversiskiyou #scottvalley

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It’s been a wild ride with a ton of uncertainty at every turn, never knowing if the next thing would work.

Each experience built upon the last and opened doors I never imagined.

Especially guiding, which gave me so many chances to film in hard to reach places in crap weather 🌧️❄️

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