If I ride my mountain bike up a mountain with no trail, only road, is it still mountain biking?
If so, that means if I ride my road bike on the same ride, that's mountain biking too, right?
Hmmm...
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Doesn't Deserve a Name
Some people eat to calm their nerves. I eat to kill time until I can ride. Either way is not so good. Maybe if I spend enough time thinking about riding my mind will generate a placebo effect on my body and I will feel like I rode. Then I'll eat some more because I'm tired from my mental ride.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Rocks Belong in Trails
Mountains are made out of rocks. Therefore their should be rocks in and on trails. I once read about a blind man who mountain bikes by feel. It must hurt his feelings even worse than mine when he feels piles of loose dirt in areas that once had challenging, and fun rock features. I just don't understand why the rocks can't stay in their homes.
Friday, November 2, 2012
Greasy Hand Adventures
I volunteered at the Rescue Mission today. It was awesome. Here is the rundown:
- Dude rolls up with a BMX with no brakes and a bent quill stem. I spend a while trying to get the stem out.
- Another dude rolls up and needs a phillip screw driver.
- I finally get Dude 1's bent quill stem out. We try to pirate a stem off an ancient dead BMX. Wrong size.
- Dude 2 needs a socket wrench and some allen keys.
- We pirate some brakes for Dude 1's bike. They don't fit (mounting stud is too short).
- Dude 2 fixed all his stuff and rolled out. He left all my tools behind. Shame on you for thinking...
- I put Dude 1's bike back together broken. Fail. Maybe Dude 2 needs to be turning the wrenches.
When I got home, I celebrated (celebrate win or lose, succeed or fail, that's my motto) with a tasty beverage.
- Dude rolls up with a BMX with no brakes and a bent quill stem. I spend a while trying to get the stem out.
- Another dude rolls up and needs a phillip screw driver.
- I finally get Dude 1's bent quill stem out. We try to pirate a stem off an ancient dead BMX. Wrong size.
- Dude 2 needs a socket wrench and some allen keys.
- We pirate some brakes for Dude 1's bike. They don't fit (mounting stud is too short).
- Dude 2 fixed all his stuff and rolled out. He left all my tools behind. Shame on you for thinking...
- I put Dude 1's bike back together broken. Fail. Maybe Dude 2 needs to be turning the wrenches.
When I got home, I celebrated (celebrate win or lose, succeed or fail, that's my motto) with a tasty beverage.
Thursday, November 1, 2012
10:39am
10/30/12 10:39am
I'm sitting in front of a class full of kids writing silently. I see the mountains out the window and a warm sensation flows into my face. I suddenly feel the strong urge to ride. 4 hours and 26 minutes until the car. 4 hours and 51 minutes until I turn some cranks. Waiting...
I'm sitting in front of a class full of kids writing silently. I see the mountains out the window and a warm sensation flows into my face. I suddenly feel the strong urge to ride. 4 hours and 26 minutes until the car. 4 hours and 51 minutes until I turn some cranks. Waiting...
Sunday, October 28, 2012
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