Giants head freeride Day 1

I woke up on the front bench in the van. Noah was also sleeping there. it was then i realized that i had no idea where anyone else was camped. So after a fair bit of walking about, and one awkward moment where I learned that Dion does not possess the only pop up tent in the province. I decided to just move the van to the other side of the campground and wait for my phone to ring. it worked. A quick stop at Nestors market and we were on our way. Alas, the road to Giants head park was very very steep, and for a moment i wasnt sure if we'd be walking. but we soon made it, found parking. had a laugh at a resident who had already called the police to whine about not being allowed to move a baracade and waited for the event to get going. we all were given score cards, with points being awarded for things like, hands free runs, 2*4 runs, hitting the wall ride switch, etc etc. and a free set of wheels. which was awesome. we got 4 runs in the morning. which were down right gnarly as the mix of 200 riders, some spinning endlessly, others trying to go very very fast got really mixed up until people started sorting themselves out. Dylan and Erin of victoria met up with us. it was there first legit event, and definatly the gnarliest thing they'd ridden. they killed it, but paid their pound of flesh. Giants head road is long, narrow and filled with hairpins, each one hiding its very own special dangers, nets stopped crashing riders from flying off cliffs, haybails attemped to cover rocks and gym mats were tied to the worst of the trees, but injuries insued non the less. One young fellow learned he shouldn't be poaching runs when the wall ride mangled him during lunch and the paramedics were off in town getting something to eat. after mangling a few sets of wheels each, and another 4 runs in the afternoon, we headed to the lake to swim. then back to the campsite for what turned out to be a trend for the weekend, a few beers and an early night.