It's cool thinking about all the different rock slabs I've ridden. In Nelson the granite is super grippy, in North Van it always seems slimy and slippery and scary. In the Cowichan Valley it's thick with moss and also lichen, and in Squamish it is almost like sandpaper. Here in Whitehorse the rock was different, sharp and gritty and wanting to tear your tires up. I guess James noticed that and decided to just jump the whole damn thing.