So I walk in All Mountain Cycles, tweeking hard in need of a ride. Get to the counter after a room full of DHers move aside. "I'm hear to rent the 26 Stumpjumper FS", I say. "Ok dude, do you know what your doing out there?" says bike shop Guy. "I'm an extreme novice", I say. Guy looks at me "extreme what?' and laughs. ha
|2.3" rental felt small|
Day 2 theme, I got to get too the top and scare myself... West End trail to Caldera to gravel up too top. DHers hanging out waiting to start race. It was exactly as Jim had said, DHers everywhere, smirking at some dude in lacra riding around on a wimpy xc bike. The race was on Boy Scout, not Skyline (double black diamond. ha). Race official tells me the trail is off limits only way down is the double black diamond/ Skyline. Baggy Pants crowd heckles me to go down Skyline. Ok, game on baggy pants... Some baggy pant cuts me off, ok dood drop me... I get angered and chase, didn't catch, but didn't get dropped either. Still lost a couple points. If only my girls were there to hold my hand. Jack would have had the baggy pants wondering why they need all that gear.
Reaper trail was off limits as well. Biked up around it. Was impressive listening to all the DH bikes slamming the trail as they moved with the gravity. You could hear the suspension and brakes a half mile away...
Blah blah. Had just as much fun riding around in a flood plane gully away from all the people. No bike trail, just the ditch Jack told me to follow down to Hoover Dam. I didn't even come close to riding that far down. Hat off to JacMay for that feat. But I did leave some nice rental bike skid marks in the concrete culvert half pipe. ha
|Ricoh type fun. See the skid marks?|
|Pat Tillman bridge/ Hoover Dam|
Oh, and got a pretty good farmer sunburn too boot. But didn't gamble a dime, Jack was disappointed.