the friggin weather is crap as the trails in albion hills. you start dream about past trips to the mountains but all you are left is a pancake of a ride here. well not quite... you start to seek out every little elevation, anything to get your jollys. which is interesting because it opens up a whole new perspective on how you interpret the terrain. step-ups, drops, jumps, etc... my god why can't the assholes build trails with these features. instead we get stuck with flat boring 29'er trails that the pinheads can rant on how superior their bikes roll. they even try to make themselves cool by ripping off old punk band names and logos to shill their products (to funny).
the funny thing is as usual the people who have been building trails the longest are the ones being driven underground. the real stewards of the trails are being demonized. history repeats itself in the ravines of the golden horseshoe... but back to the crappy weather. at least it keeps the sausage suits inside on their spin bikes.
is this the way of the future?
the funny thing is as usual the people who have been building trails the longest are the ones being driven underground. the real stewards of the trails are being demonized. history repeats itself in the ravines of the golden horseshoe... but back to the crappy weather. at least it keeps the sausage suits inside on their spin bikes.
is this the way of the future?
