baker is the sickest mountain in the counrry. i finally managed to get up there for some mid-week riding. it reminds me of the difference between going out to a bar or club on the weekend. your favorite spot might be the best in town for hearing your favorite music -- as long as it's a tuesday night. meanwhile, there's lines of bridge and tunnel herbs on friday and saturday... well, baker is the same.
you could call it elitism, but whatever. things are more fun when you're surrounded by your fellow heads, and fellow heads only.
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