It's that time again, time to tighten the belt. Been a soggy past couple of days but when the clouds part it has been spectacular.
They let me try one of their bikes, and once again I am blown away by these new trail bikes. It has changed the game of riding so much for me, but I simply do not think I could afford one of my own anythime in the near future. I feel lucky to be close to the industry and amazing trails. I feel shallow for wanting a fancy bike. I was trying to explain to Eszter about how you could pump the suspension through roots/rocks but still be able to pedal out of the sadde on an uphill. Tipping the bike over feels like you are carving a turn on skis. She gave me a look that simply said, "It's just a bicycle." Am I shallow? Putting some tunes in and ripping through the forest gives me the freedom of expression that for me can only be related to carving turns through un-tracked powder. It is an endorphin/adrenaline cocktail garnished with the solitude of the dark woods and alpine meadows.
But bikes are just things. They take us somewhere though, beyond material things. They let us fly.
Needless to say what bikes we were riding the trails were amazing. A little rain and an aspen carpet.
Tipping the bike in corners the brush soaked my clothing but I maintained my shit-eating grin. We hooted and holered as we pumped through slipery rocks and carved corners as golden aspen leaves fell like snow in a snow globe.
It was fun riding with Bama again.
It was also nice having folks to share camp with...
This is the time of year when I start buy my coffee with coins from the change jar, and start to really think about those "material things" that own us. Speaking of fancy bikes/"material things" here is my review of the "Slayer" that I felt lucky to ride this summer.