The Eurotour That Was (Part 1, 2018)

During the Eurotour I realised that I broke my little finger earlier in the year during the freeride in Xert, Spain. Funny enough, it became the least of my concerns (not so surprising considering what happened in Barcelona). I took this picture after I found out my wallet got stolen. Glass half full eh? It was a mishmash of faces, people, experiences, sights and sounds. Of mishaps and mistakes, of companionship and collegiality that the sport inspires. A journey that spanned 10 countries (ok fine, it was 9, We were in Poland for a total of 20 minutes), and several months. Because there's way too much to say, I'll let pictures do the talking. :) Me in General on the Eurotour BOTHERING ALL TH