I was forewarned that it would be tedious, exhausting days of riding the same section of trail over and over again to get the shots. I needed to mentally prepare myself to be physically punished. Therefore, I was not expecting to have so much fun.
The trail we settled on, Lenawee, is an utterly perfect trail (in my mind). We start with a sufferfest of a climb up A Basin ski area (to keep out the riff raff). And then we drop into one of the most sweeping, wide open, grin-inducing, and techy descents in Colorado.
Day 1 of 3 started out basically just as Eric Landis had predicted it would. An early morning start. Very cold temperatures. Riding the same section of trail over and over again. Before too long, Eric and Quinn showed me some of their favorite clips. My mind was blown. Even in the raw, on the tiny screens, the images were super crisp, artsy, and motivating. It made me want to ride harder. Eric and Quinn seemed to be tireless as they chased me up A-Basin all day long.
Towards the end of the afternoon, we were getting close to our goal of finishing the climb. Eric was inspired to get a new angle on the summit. So, despite Quinn's very vocal reservations, despite the strong gusts of wind, Eric launched the tiny helicopter and I took off towards the singletrack descent. Thus began our evening of scouring the upper slopes of the A-basin sidecountry looking for a lost, little, helicopter drone. Miraculously, Quinn found the high-tech piece of machinery, safely perched in a pine tree, about 300 feet below the summit.