Big Bikes and Beers…
It was my Birthday night ride last night. Not far, but very technical. Due to mechanicals (my brakes have died on the Chameleon and I managed to kill the shifter on the Heckler) I rode the Marin Quake monster. Bloody hell!! Fourty pounds of very active bike is quite odd to ride when you’ve never really rode anything like it before. Uphill it was draggy but tolerable (stomping not being the key to upwards progress ;))
Downhill, you really have to let the bike work and not really get too involved. Trying to steer it is hard work and probably not the quickest way down anything. Better to let the thing take its own line. No need to be scared of any obstacle less than a foot high anyway.
After the ride it was down to the Fox and Goose for a couple… or a few… maybe four or five… and whiskeys.
I’m very slightly jaded today!