Joe took me to Beacon Hill today for the non-SOS ride. It was rad. We rode out, climbed to the top, then snaked down on twisty, swoopy, super-fun single track. Beacon Hill is great. I think this is my third time there. I think Joe and I went there about 5 years ago and tooled around. I went there with Ben Tobin and a demo double-boinger and he tried to kill me a couple years ago. And then today.
I gotta say, the pump tracking is having an impact on my skills. In this short time on the pump track, I've gone from mediocre bike-handling to mediocre+a bit better bike-handling. Seriously, the banked turns coming down a couple sections of the Beacon descent were smoother than they would otherwise be if I hadn't been shredding at Pat's. Of course, most of the banked corners I still hit too hot and screwed up the exit, but I nailed a couple 90 degree turns.
And I can breathe again. Which is so wonderful. And by breathing, I mean "on-bike recovery." Lovely.
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| All that charred vegetable matter will be a salsa tomorrow. |
On an unrelated note. I fired up the super inferno back woods home jobber char kit this afternoon and burned off a bunch of stuff for Ben's hang tomorrow night. This is an official appeal to my normal bikey buddies that I hang with -- and have hanged with in the past (you know who you are) -- please come over tomorrow at 6. There's food and beer. I told Ben I'd do a big fat hang here and it would just suck royally if no one showed up. So be rad and back me up here!
2 comments:
I can't make the hang, but I will be sending Ben a donation!
Great hang-out! And a wonderful form of exercise as well!
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