Whilst the rest of the bike racin' world in Pennsylvania was flying through the W101 on Saturday, I was in similar territory but racing something a little out of the ordinary.
Best part about Adventure Racing in the wilds of Pennsylvania: Navigating under pressure.
Pardon the clarity of the video. I'm a little shaky, it turns out, after scrambling up a 35-degree boulder field and coming face to face with a 6+ foot rattler. As wide as my calf. Highly pissed off. Must have just eaten a possom or something.
Up, up, up, and all that.
But watch your step.