After an epic weekend of World Cuppery in Fort William, Scotland, when the (uncommon) dust settled, and the midges stopped biting, the Syndicate boys walked away with a third place courtesy of Greg Minnaar’s performance (you can read team den mother Kathy Sessler’s report here). Peaty was busy launching a new team and learning how to play the iPhone app with his name on it, which may have impacted his performance, while poor Josh Bryceland had most of his blood drained out by biting insects. At least, that’s what we were told. Gee Atherton redeemed some family pride and won the downhill, which of course set us up here for the Monday morning barrage of heckling phone calls from our friends in Watsonville. Good for them. Internally, our own World Cup betting pool saw Joe Graney emerge as the victorious recipient of a bottle of Don Julio Anejo, by dint of calling Gee out as victor. Joe’s rationale for his pick was that he was driving at the time he sent his pick in, and g-e-e was the shortest response he could type in an email while hauling down the freeway. By any means necessary, as a strong man once said…

Far, far away from Scotland, our favorite Tallboy thief finally decided to show off some of the trails he’s been working on in Jamaica. Trails that none of us will ever get to ride, I might add, since they are the private domain of one person. Oh well:

JamRock – More Mountain Bike Videos

Damn that looks like some good trail! If any of you are wondering just what the hell Seb is getting at with the dialogue, please refer to the various internet forum responses to his previous video posts, here, and here. Hopefully people will have a sense of humor, and hopefully people will also notice that Seb managed to remain clothed this time around, something of a novel first.