Stupid Story of the Month:It has become evident over the past few bike seasons that I have mastered the art known as “jumping the gun.†Just the other day, I set out to conquer the trail the Tyrolean Downhill. Rumor had it some guy pedaled it and said, “It was sick.†First of all, I should have known better than to trust anybody who uses terminology such as “sick†and “dude,†but often the case with me, I’ve got to check things out myself.It all started out delightfully, as the beginnings of disastrous events usually do. The sun was warm against my backside. The birds were conducting the sweetest of melodies. And my bike seemed to be switching between its gears effortlessly. The planets were aligned, and I was having a ball. But, as many of us know, every ying has its yang, and as I whipped around the corner of a northeast facing slope, two feet of snow engulfed the front tire of my bike, throwing the remainder (me) face-first into the snow.It was fun, actually. I sat there in the snow, laughing to myself about how typical this was for me. Every season has its “early season conditions,†and whether its two feet of snow I have to push my bike through for a half a mile or logs, rocks, and grass I’ve got to hurl my skis over, the same thing happens to me every early season. Moral of my story? If you’re going to jump the gun, understand that it’s ok to enjoy adverse conditions but please refrain from falsely declaring them “sick†or “wicked.†Bad conditions are bad conditions, period.
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