My old local riding spot in NJ, USA was a small system of legal trails, largely built and maintained by the local and state MTB groups. As the system became more popular and used, I remember having two conflicts in one day: a hiker yelling at me to get off the trail; insisting that bikes we not allowed, and me yelling at some kids on dirt bikes, wrecking the small BMX pit area. Thinking about that day, the hiker likely thought I was a wiseass kid. The dirt bikers likely thought I was a grumpy old man. No real answers, but we all see things from our own perspectives.
March 13, 2024, 7:44 a.m. - Fat_Tony_NJ
My old local riding spot in NJ, USA was a small system of legal trails, largely built and maintained by the local and state MTB groups. As the system became more popular and used, I remember having two conflicts in one day: a hiker yelling at me to get off the trail; insisting that bikes we not allowed, and me yelling at some kids on dirt bikes, wrecking the small BMX pit area. Thinking about that day, the hiker likely thought I was a wiseass kid. The dirt bikers likely thought I was a grumpy old man. No real answers, but we all see things from our own perspectives.