Last month while I was in Alaska, which was a surprisingly short 6 hour flight, I did some of the best mountain biking EVER!  Amazing singletrack, killer views, and lung busting elevation - what more could you ask for.  From the condition of the trails everywhere I went it was obvious they are well maintained and used plenty.  I thought we had some great trails here in Massachusetts, and we do, but they’re not in the same league.  The fast windy portions  allowed just enough speed to be gained that it was fun but you didn’t need to slow down to take the corner and the jumps were spaced and sized perfectly as well.  During long climbs I tend to focus on my rhythm, form, and my line, but doing that on Alaskan trails is doing a disservice to yourself. Seemed that everywhere you looked was a scene from a commercial.  So, after almost filling my camera with pictures and videos before I reached the top on day one mountain one, I decided do pick my shot more wisely, only pictures with me, or someone in my group in them.