I enjoy speed as much as the next guy — but it isn’t my leading motivation to ride. On many high speed trails these days, my brain can operate on autopilot, especially on my modern bikes.
No, for me; what really gets me stoked before and after a ride is cleaning sections of trail (or maybe not even a trail) that appear to be, for all intents and purposes— impossible to ride. Or at least “very likely to go badly” if precision and calculation is not on point.
I dabbled in trials riding during the decade of my 20s. While I built some skills, I can’t say I ever approached mastery. I was downhill racing and “freeriding” as well at that time, and those were still my preferred disciplines.
What I go for now is sort of a combination of downhill and trials. I imagine what motivates me is very similar to what motivates a highly skilled trials rider.
Enter exhibit A: Yesterday’s trail ride. It’s one of the first trails that opens up in the spring due to its south facing aspect. The trail itself is very mundane — just a good stiff climb but otherwise unremarkable trail surfaces. Way too many people hiking it to have any sort of speed or flow coming back down. What has my fires stoked is the 100 feet or so off a spur trail, which I picture here:
I first rode these lines over 20 years ago — but they are in no way less scary on modern bikes. Just a little safer.
Anyway, I’ll try to wrap up this ramble by saying the thrill and the stoke are still there. The ride was awesome because of that hundred feet or so of trail. I’ll go back again a couple more times before our other trails open up.
Spring is finally here, and it’s go time.
Share your love of the “unrideable.”
Thanks for reading!
No, for me; what really gets me stoked before and after a ride is cleaning sections of trail (or maybe not even a trail) that appear to be, for all intents and purposes— impossible to ride. Or at least “very likely to go badly” if precision and calculation is not on point.
I dabbled in trials riding during the decade of my 20s. While I built some skills, I can’t say I ever approached mastery. I was downhill racing and “freeriding” as well at that time, and those were still my preferred disciplines.
What I go for now is sort of a combination of downhill and trials. I imagine what motivates me is very similar to what motivates a highly skilled trials rider.
Enter exhibit A: Yesterday’s trail ride. It’s one of the first trails that opens up in the spring due to its south facing aspect. The trail itself is very mundane — just a good stiff climb but otherwise unremarkable trail surfaces. Way too many people hiking it to have any sort of speed or flow coming back down. What has my fires stoked is the 100 feet or so off a spur trail, which I picture here:
I first rode these lines over 20 years ago — but they are in no way less scary on modern bikes. Just a little safer.
Anyway, I’ll try to wrap up this ramble by saying the thrill and the stoke are still there. The ride was awesome because of that hundred feet or so of trail. I’ll go back again a couple more times before our other trails open up.
Spring is finally here, and it’s go time.
Share your love of the “unrideable.”
Thanks for reading!