i was supposed to learn doubles at mtn creek last saturday w/my buddy LL COOL TREE but it was buckets of rain so i worked instead and went to the creekster on sunday. unfortunately cool tree wasn't there sunday but i landed the opportunity to ride with symmy for the first time ever (short for symmetrical). he is also crazymadfast, as well as remarkably mindful, patient and still fun when riding with someone of less skill and cojones than the over-abundance of both he possesses. his guidance was generous and hilarious. within the first run i was riding terrain i'd only dreamed of and more. he handled my verbal abuse for having tricked me into a couple bridges extremely well. i wouldn't have believed what i did if wasn't there to witness it first hand.
anyway, i sent symmy on his way after four runs. he looked happy to take more with me but i insisted he go be the fast guy for a while. so i'm feeling a little more confident and repeating the big moves symm had me doing to make sure i didn't forget how it felt and what he was saying to keep me rolling through it, picking up a little speed with each run.
having a blast at the jumps after the alpine turns at the bottom. not doing great on the second jump (the first one "in" the trees) but still managing to enjoy the berm right after it that leads you to leif's jump (as i call the big one below the lift). i choke on leif's jump, but i'm working up to it...a centimeter at a time on those big face jumps. so i bumble through that, crank a few and pump the descent into the nice little pocket berm and pedal, one, two, towards the roll-able double that leads toward the waterpark. i'm thinking: crank it girlfriend because the faster you go now the less you have to pedal uphill to set yourself up for the big easy (what i call the berm and two big, but fairly easy jumps beyond all that other terrain i just rode through). so it's a third crank for good measure and to hell with whatever happens over the double at this speed. and wouldn't you know it... POOF!! just like that, nothing but the wind. it feels amazing. i don't want to come down. i look down and see the whiteness of the pipe that makes up the base for the second half of the double and i'm sailing over it. touched down without incident and i was off up the hill to get to big easy. there was no time for celebration because i had to get to the lift ASAP so i could hit it again. hahaaaaa! i jumped that puppy five more times, each time better than the last. HA! in your FACE FEAR!! IN YOUR FACE!!
you may go on about your business now, thank you.
(edit: i was going to edit in symmy's review of my bike after i let him take it for a run, but you'd have to hear it with his thick bronx accent to enjoy the full effect so i decided against it.)
anyway, i sent symmy on his way after four runs. he looked happy to take more with me but i insisted he go be the fast guy for a while. so i'm feeling a little more confident and repeating the big moves symm had me doing to make sure i didn't forget how it felt and what he was saying to keep me rolling through it, picking up a little speed with each run.
having a blast at the jumps after the alpine turns at the bottom. not doing great on the second jump (the first one "in" the trees) but still managing to enjoy the berm right after it that leads you to leif's jump (as i call the big one below the lift). i choke on leif's jump, but i'm working up to it...a centimeter at a time on those big face jumps. so i bumble through that, crank a few and pump the descent into the nice little pocket berm and pedal, one, two, towards the roll-able double that leads toward the waterpark. i'm thinking: crank it girlfriend because the faster you go now the less you have to pedal uphill to set yourself up for the big easy (what i call the berm and two big, but fairly easy jumps beyond all that other terrain i just rode through). so it's a third crank for good measure and to hell with whatever happens over the double at this speed. and wouldn't you know it... POOF!! just like that, nothing but the wind. it feels amazing. i don't want to come down. i look down and see the whiteness of the pipe that makes up the base for the second half of the double and i'm sailing over it. touched down without incident and i was off up the hill to get to big easy. there was no time for celebration because i had to get to the lift ASAP so i could hit it again. hahaaaaa! i jumped that puppy five more times, each time better than the last. HA! in your FACE FEAR!! IN YOUR FACE!!
you may go on about your business now, thank you.
(edit: i was going to edit in symmy's review of my bike after i let him take it for a run, but you'd have to hear it with his thick bronx accent to enjoy the full effect so i decided against it.)
Does anyone no of a racelink for sale second hand? There was one on ebay a while back, thats pretty much all ive found.
Its just that nearly 50 pages of stuff is pretty daunting at first glance! lol. Thanks for the help, maybe one day soon i can become one of people showing off their brooklyns on this thread!
