First off, let’s talk about bikes. I’ve been hitting the trails a fair amount this past week. Saturday I even threw down on a 24-miler through the woods because I thought that would be a good idea. Actually it was because I was at the John Muir Trails and I did the first 12-mile loop incredibly sloooooow. I’m not sure what caused it, but I was lagging. I was dragging. I was doing the frumpty dance.
So I opted to do the loop again. and it was way faster, way faster, way faster.
There is one zone that is really rad. Mini berms and hits and I pedaling into the first:
Then shit all went foul. Directly after the mini berm I was on to this little ramper stone, which tossed me right off the damn trail and about 15 feet into the trees. I’m unsure how it happened but it was fast and quite funny being I didn’t get injured.
That’s pretty much how it went down. Granted the perception is off and this straight sasquatch sighting image quality but you can see a little bit of my bike there in the distance. The crash was great to because I thought I was clear when I dumped the rig in mid-air. Then I landed, slid to a stop and had it land on me.
The next rider that came by asked if I was okay, I said yeah, then he asked again. “Are you sure you’re alright.”
Creeper. I think he was trying to lure me back to his vehicle to molest me. After that, another guy cam through, crashed, almost hit me and got up laughing. So we ran our bike back up the hill to both of us properly rode through the second time.
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And a Rainbow of Broads!
And, the Ketubes was put into action. Everyone was loving it, so a huge high-five to the Ketubah crafter. If anyone needs one created for their wedding, I might know just the person.