This is the kind of riding that I dream about. French Alps above tree line, wide open French country side with short green grass as far as you can see. Just when you feel you have had enough is when you get shot into the forest at speed. So fast that your eyes are late to the party. Hoping your eyes will show you some light and correct this dark issue before you slap a tree. The course will continue going down for another two thousand feet. When you are done the fun has just begun you have 9 more runs to go.

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