Epic rides

December 16, 2006 at 9:10 pm 1 comment

At first we (Bob, Tom, Craig and I –  see earlier post) defined a mountain bike ride as Epic as a ride where somebody’s bike broke and they had to walk back. Then it was a ride where we got lost, or didn’t know how to get back to the cars (not the same thing.) Then it became a ride with injuries – cuts, bruises, ride rash, and poison oak didn’t count as injuries, breaking a bone or crashing with your head/face did. The farther from the cars we were when an injury happened, the more Epic the ride was. Then it was a ride where we ran out of water or food and somebody bonked miles from home. We started carrying more food and water because the rides kept getting longer and longer. I remember carrying two large water bottles and looking for a way to carry more. I remember making our own bike food – honey roasted peanuts, M&Ms, and raisins for me. I also remember the waist packs with water bottle pockets to carry tubes and tools. Thank God for PowerBars and CamelBaks.

And then somehow, betwixt those days and now, we got busy with families and careers and moved away and just stopped going on all-day-who-knows-where-we’re-going rides.

I miss those guys and those Epic rides.

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Entry filed under: Health and Wellness, Mountain Biking.

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1 Comment Add your own

  • 1. Christine  |  December 19, 2006 at 7:28 pm

    Give them a call. I bet they’ll be up for a ride…

    Reply

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