Here I am saying that my handlebars are #1 in the market for their reparability.
We had a good crew show up last night and for some stupid reason I had it in my head that we were going to hit a long route up. BAD IDEA, I am apparently still wasted from the last couple weeks on the bike.
We took a long way around the forest, including Johanna road down and then went and did the stupid thing of riding down Jim Branch, up Ridgeline and back down Ridgeline only to have to climb out and ride back to Fawn Lake.
Coming down Ridgeline was the highlight of the night. The trails were super dusty with a trail consistency of dirt and sand on top of hard-pack. My tire combo is rocking it out these days so I jumped in behind Dennis and before I knew it, I heard a holler and I was riding through Dennis’ cloud of dust. Apparently on the first turn, his front wheel had washed out but he pulled it out miraculously.
I knew this was my opportunity to catch him and I did. Then we started railing all the turns just as though the dirt was smooth and wet. When we came around one of the tighter turns, I could feel my wheels start to slip out but the tires held true. At this same time I could here Zach burning up my back wheel and I wondered how his bike could be railing faster than mine when I heard “WOOOOOOOWWWWwwwwwwww.” His bike had done the “I will go where I want, when I want” trick on him and sent him flying through the woods. I was grinning and laughing the entire way down the trail. Good times.
We took a long way around the forest, including Johanna road down and then went and did the stupid thing of riding down Jim Branch, up Ridgeline and back down Ridgeline only to have to climb out and ride back to Fawn Lake.
Coming down Ridgeline was the highlight of the night. The trails were super dusty with a trail consistency of dirt and sand on top of hard-pack. My tire combo is rocking it out these days so I jumped in behind Dennis and before I knew it, I heard a holler and I was riding through Dennis’ cloud of dust. Apparently on the first turn, his front wheel had washed out but he pulled it out miraculously.
I knew this was my opportunity to catch him and I did. Then we started railing all the turns just as though the dirt was smooth and wet. When we came around one of the tighter turns, I could feel my wheels start to slip out but the tires held true. At this same time I could here Zach burning up my back wheel and I wondered how his bike could be railing faster than mine when I heard “WOOOOOOOWWWWwwwwwwww.” His bike had done the “I will go where I want, when I want” trick on him and sent him flying through the woods. I was grinning and laughing the entire way down the trail. Good times.
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I am ready for another trip to the mountains before it gets too hot.
What you got 5/24 or 6/7?
Good Showing Tomato! You trying to wow us with your incredible feats of strength, showing us your lack of finesse on the trails, or just trying to prove an old friends father's point. "All bikes are just pot metal and kids toys. You boys need to find a real hobby."
Good job LeRoy.
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