Savona to Williams Lake – Part 3

For the last day of our trip, we wanted to highlight the awesomeness of the local trails in Williams Lake. And what better guide to have than James Doerfling, a true born and bred Williams Laker.

Pictures inside,

View Part 2 Here.

First stop after breakfast was James Doerfling’s new zone. Just drop in and hang the F&%$ on. Sick, but we’ll save these for another day and another trip.

Next we hit up some wooden kickers in the forest on Slater Mountain. The kickers were a little rickety, and the landings were about ten feet too short, but the Birch tree backdrop sure made up for the shit jumps. James and Ross hit this kicker to god awful landing six times, until James smashed his head on the ground from over shooting the landing by a lot. Apparently the trail leading back to town after these initial kickers is better than the kickers lead on.

After making sure James’ head wasn’t all concussed, we headed to the Westside trail area to hit arguably the funnest trail in Williams Lake: A Flow.

This trail should be called Mad Flow. Or wait, maybe that’s what A Flow means. If you know, let me know.

Throw in some high speed, sinewy singletrack. Add a heaping spoonful of bermed corners, and sprinkle with some medium to large size gaps, and you have what could be the perfect trail.

Doerfling, so happy not to have a concussion, he just can’t keep his wheels on the ground.

Insert Tippie joke here. I’m all out.

The two reasons why everyone from Williams Lake is so freakin’ good. 1. The trails 2. The trails.

I’ll let the trail do the talking from here.

Beer. The Gatorade of Williams Lake.

It’s hard to know where you’re going…

…unless you know where you’ve been. Thank you Williams Lake for putting life and riding in their proper places…on top.

All photos and captions by Margus Riga.