Rehab....for my ankle, killin' time

Since I haven't been doing anything epic these are some old pics and some of my photo class, physio is going good I ditched my cane today and rode Ryder Lake too 95 km not bad for a gimp?!?! and its only a little over 3 weeks since the cast came off. My ankle is still pretty stiff but getting a lot stronger, it will be 3 weeks till I can go back to driving 1118 one bad ass freighliner! So while I'm waiting to go back to work I'm riding the Colnago about 4 days a week and swimming 6.

Rick and I camped and climbed Cheam in the middle of June and ski/boarded down.

U like?

Step up in Surrey

Ricky rolls

Kayaking in the Wack River

That streak of light is 3 cars, a long shutter exposure

My sis and her BF

At night

Mature Material

The best day in a long time!!! I need a lot of work. I have an inch and a half of movement.... scheisen fuss!!! Hoping I can work in a month, maybe start playing in 6 weeks!?!?!?!?! we'll see, Tara is gonna hook up some mad physio skillzz. So Toby started a good thing " Victoms of Ricky Federau" on facebook and I encourage you to join! This came to mind but with some irony "sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me" Ricky is a nice guy and is not mean but the pain he inflicts hurts like hell! And yes broken bones do hurt Ricky, I'd rather be made fun of. Be carefull when you hear "It's gonna be UNREAL!!!!!!!" you may be injured soon! Anyways it's his birthday today I shouldn't be too mean.

Waiting

Really cool saw it will not cut skin but cuts through plaster.

Bloody

Solid Sexy Fibula!!!

Ahhh nice

What do you think Rick?

I am a victim of Ricky Federau.

Ugly and pinner

Recovery

I am now into my 6th week of recovery.... and I am bored out of my mind, my activities have included baking biscotti, pickling pickles, shelled peas, costco trips, pealing and cutting corn for freezing, staring at the wall, riding my bike with one leg (I fell), reading and upgrading some school, not working..... basically nothing and I hate it....... furthermore I will never believe Ricky Federau's saying "ah it'll be fine" always do the opposite otherwise you WILL be injured ie Toby's root canel from a squash racket, Claire's sprained foot, Anna's near drowning, Shani's rock in the back, Kurt's broken collar bone and my fibula ligament break. B (bad) L (luck) R (ricky)
I got BLR'd. I think we (the victims) should start a facebook group called "victims of Ricky Federau" Who is next......

Hangin' out at Costco

Riding my bike

Baking biscotti

After 3 weeks you can barley see the fracture lines.

Same picture as above.

Was looking like 'the best weekend ever!!!' Until....

BC Day long weekend '08 started off and almost finished being one of the best, now one for the books..... Friday Ricky and I hit up the Agrifair and stopped into the Fat Pig Saloon for a beer and a small high school reunion. Saturday I got up at 5:45am and met Warren Koop for a rode ride to Ryder Lake which was pretty sweet, 85 km from my house. In the afternoon Ricky, Kurt and I hit MEC and got some outdoor gear before the fireworks where we ate some killer gelato. Sunday morning I packed my gear for Mt. Baker, went to Valhalla, grabbed some food and stove fuel, then off to Ricky's parents where we were going to meet and have lunch. By 3:30 we were through the border and on the way, and at 5:30 we were on the trail towards the base of the glacier which we got to at about 7pm. We set up camp, Ricky and Kurt went for an evening glacier ski while I cooked dinner, by 9:00 we saw an amazing sunset and hit the sack. 3AM was the wake up call and we enjoyed coffee and oatmeal I asked Kurt "you got tensor bandages in case one of us rolls or blows our ankle"? He said yes and at 415am we were all roped together, headlamps on and we were off. We took it pretty slow because of Kurts telemark ski skins were not doing any justice... we still managed to summit by 915, where we chilled for a good hour, signed the summit book and ate. We started back at 11ish after a look around the rest of the glacier, and at around noon we were at the Roman wall where the weekend turned from unreal to ........Kourva, Schiesen, Puta and any other word in the book, this small steep section called the Roman Wall we decided to carefully slide down Kurt was below Ricky above and I was in the middle..... I got going a little to fast and I dug my right foot crampon in the snow and did it ever, the rest of me kept going and my ankle took the impact it snapped, I dug my ice axe in the snow to stop completely and looked down.... My foot was near 90 degrees from center. Kurt lowered me the rest of the way down maybe 40-50 feet, then Ricky and Kurt used ice axes to make a splint, tied rope around my harness and started to pull I was in charge of saying 1-2-3 pull and the 5 hour pull began to base camp. One hour in we had some help and by half way we had an army of 7 helping. Several of them tried to call but cell service was wishful thinking. I got into the tent and rested while one man ran to the bottom to call the rangers, others tried to build crutches out of trekking poles, Kurt ran to the tree line and got two branches. With 4 guys, one holding either end of the branch. I had my arms around the middle of branch holding me up, my bad leg roped up we started hobbling down....200 meters down and the chopper arived. I was prepared to hobble down if the cost was too high but the US Navy Chopper took me to St. Joseph Hospital in Belingham for free where I was given pain killers and x rays 2 hours later mom showed up and took me home. Tuesday I went in for surgery a broken fibula and ligament. Thanks to everyone that helped me. Knock on wood I called the outcome before I knew it .....

Rick and I at summit

Me at base camp

Base camp

Baker


View from top

Me on the way up

Baker

Ice axing Ricky

Me stoked on climbing with a healthy ankle

The top of the glacier


Active volcano sulpher gas

Me at summit

Me at summit

Me at summit

US Navy Chopper

Navy guys assessing me

Getting an injured dog on the stretcher

Kurt tying ice axes to either side of my ankle for a splint

Ricky myself and Kurt at the summit

X Rays

Sitting back

Drugged up

Feeling better

The Lions

The Lions in Lions bay, the forecast said clearing in the afternoon.
Kurt, Ricky, Claire and I started hiking around 10 ish and we got to the top of the hike before the scramble around 130 or so, we could not see a thing. It was suppose to be 'blueing' but after waiting it was doubtful, so we headed down. We got about one third of the way down and it started to 'blue' so we turned around and summited.


The four of us where the blueing began

Me with Lions bay behind me

Kurt Myself and Rick representing

The scramble down

More scramble

3 bike races and an epic 21 km hike

On Wednesday I checked out the Tour de Gastown Crit, Saturday I rode to Bear and I saw Ricky race and win Bear Mtn. then in the evening watched the Tour de White Rock Crit. Sunday Ricky Tara and I summited MT. Macfarlane.

Tour de White Rock start

One dude ripin it up

Will R. supporting the yellow jersey

Ricky first lap with 3 min lead

Ricky second lap 5 lead

Ricky winning 10-12 lead

On the pode

Macfarlane summit with Rick and Tara

Overlooking Peirce lake

Macfarlane Journal at the top

Tour de Gastown

Svein Tuft rippin it up

Tour de Gastown