In 1995, my husband and I decided to buy a couple of mountain bikes so that we could enjoy an activity together. We didn’t want to get cheap, uncomfortable bikes and decided to buy something a little more high-end. We decided on a couple of Gary Fisher Big Surs with state of the art “Rock Shox” on the front fork. We paid $800 for each bike, which was unheard of in our (non-biking) social circle.
The first ride, and I mean my very first ride that we went on was Noble Canyon. Now mind you, I love Noble Canyon… now. Noble Canyon is NOT a novice trail.
After walking most of the “rocky parts” and carrying and sliding with my bike over huge rocks, I was hot, tired, and pissed-off – the bike had to go! I threw my brand new Big Sur down into the ravine while simultaneously declaring in no uncertain terms that I will never ride a $#%$^%& mountain bike again!
Smash-cut to 2005, I decided to give mountain biking another try. I am now on my third mountain bike, and the rest, as they say, is history.
You’ve Come a Long Way Glenda!!
I laughed when I read about you chucking your bikes into a ravine!! I guess that is more appropriate than selling them at the swap meet or throwing them into a dumpster!
After reading your post and then riding with you on the San Juan Trail (a few weeks ago) I realized how far you have come as a rider. I feel real lucky to have shared the ride with you as you are a skillful mountain biker.
I also must admit I have never been out with any rider having so much fun. I thoroughly enjoy a good mountain bike trip but never find myself hooting and hollering, laughing and giggling, as I cruise down the trail.
If you throw your present bike into a canyon let me know ’cause I will go confiscate it.
Keep up that enthusiasm and I hope to ride with you again.