The fourth ride on the new bike this morning and I can feel the searing sad eyes of the Moots looking into my traitor soul whenever I look in it's general direction. A giant repair and overhaul on the titanium wonder with new tires has that bike raring to go. Sadly though, a new bike is in the family so it does get relegated to second choice for the time being, although I don't think that will last.
This morning the jaunt from Mill Creek to the University area was had, and more new trails were tested on the Rocky Mountain. The cabin trial, upper Canada cup course and all throughout the Kinsman singletrack. The bike performed admirably yet again. Although I'm sure it is just a cable stretching issue but when pushing in the big ring up front and smaller ring in the back under a load it has a tendency to derail itself. A problem that got old fast after several cases.
I made the first official high level crossing and took the steep downhill next to the stairs on the north side. My dropper post was used with no problem and I had the pleasure of making a little kid swear in front of his Dad as he was amazed that bikes could make it down a steep hill. I honestly didn't think much of the hill but my head was inflated after hearing a kids reaction. Cause you know. Kids don't get excited over anything...
|blind corner season is fast approaching|