Thursday, June 10, 2010

I scream, you scream ...

A week-long mountain bike trip at the start of the season serves two purposes. First, it builds some fitness and sharpens skills for the season that just arrived. Second, it reminds a guy of what he is, and what he isn't.

I'm an old XC guy. Give me some nice trail and a day to kill, and I can have a good time. Throw in a few moderate logs and small boulders to clean, and I can do something with it. Make the boulder piles the size of houses, and I tend to fade. Fast.

I have immense respect for riders who have the skills to pay the bills when the going gets tough, but I'm content with more modest challenges. Keep me close to the not-hideously-steep ground, and life is good.

I'll tell ya one thing, though. I never get tired of the frozen north, and the mountain bikers who ride it.

Same thing goes for the tasty ice cream in Carcross.

3 comments:

Red Bike said...

I hate it when someone wizzes down making it look easy, then you attempt it for yourself and suddenly that drop is a lot bigger.

1234567890 said...

He's way too modest. Binky.... Er, I mean, Tim's been killing it over here!

Greg said...

Great photos.

I personally enjoying a good technical challenge... keeps things interesting!