On January 25 a close friend and avid free rider passed away.
Rob lange took me under his wing and taught me to fly!
He loved steep trails and rode them with the precision of a heart surgeon. Skidding is a sign of being out of control.
Rob was almost always in control. Organizing how to shuttle, what trails to link up ect.
He battled cancer for over a year. Always managed a smile.
He was a fighter. Even in pain and weakness he would still get in a ride or hike the forest looking for those elusive secret stashes.
I have wiked memories of me and rob having perfect runs down double black diamond gnar.
Luv ya bro. Your doing big hucks from cloud to cloud now.