Riding on to West Nataga there are lots of fun rolling hills to play on.
Everywhere you look is a place that begs to be climbed,
but you have to remind yourself, today we will stay on course
to the Nat-Can pass, and climb only a few choice obstacles,
be they in the way or not!

The snow was starting to soften already so the climbs were fun.
This is where the long tracks of the Canadian friends began to strut their stuff!
A few of us short tracks made it to the top where I took this photo,
but not with the laxidasacle attitude of the longer brethren!

Once on top I had to force myself to suppress the desire to just take off across the boundless knobs of the high country, and head back down to join the gang, which had grown by the arrival of the Juneau guys in my absence.

Meet "Lucky", One of the Juneau guys, who as I am told succeeded in removing his kill switch with his forehead, a very difficult thing to do with ones helmet on. But he did it!
Apparently his was only a maim switch, or maybe that's why they call him lucky!