Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Armidale Australia
Bikes: Giant OCR3, Giant Upland
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Actually, I'm well pleased I wasn't clipless. I reckon I would have some wonderfully scarred elbows to go along with the sprocket scratches on my calves etc., etc. I did think I was quite fortunate, as I was wearing a backpack .... and unlike your suggestion, I wasn't carting around a slab of piss to drink everytime we stopped. I did fall into wet grass and soft dirt, thus only a good thump on the scone some brusing on my thigh and Benji making a better telling of the aerobatics each time he told the story.
Today we went on a bush ride that he used to do "when I was a kid"... about two minutes ago if you ask me. Anyway, we get to this swampy looking downhill trail and I marvelled at the lunacy of the downhill riders. Feeling reasonably confident that anyone over 50 was a damned rare sight in this neck of the woods, I released the brake deciding I wasn't going to even try to keep up with the luny SiL. Because it was raining I'd left the specs at home. Within moments the jarring and blurring made it impossible for me to see what I was doing. I did try to maintain my composure and didn't even scream once. At one point I'm sure I locked the bike up and gained speed.
For my skill at staying on, all I got at the bottom was Benji's face as he looked at his computer... "only 38 kph, when I was a kid I used to get to 60". Pretending to be disappointed I agreed that it was a tough break.
Mind you, I still had a good time but the next time I do the downhill it will be nice and early in the morning and dry as toast. Yes, the fall would be harder but, I won't be going 38kph either