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I'm from Australia and spent a summer in Vancouver a few years ago.
I would ride up Fromme on random midweek mornings by myself, always a little
nervous because I was a little out of my depth.
But I needn't have worried. Because I never rode down alone, not even once! I
would continuously meet the coolest people from all walks of life, engineers
and preachers, some slower than me and some faster (OK, most). People would
share hints and tips, secret trails and their favorite local bars. All that
mattered was that you rode a bike.
I still keep in contact with a few of those wonderful people. I've since flown
back to Canada to do the BC Bike race with a guy I met on Ladies.
Yea, you may meet the occasional dick but I still say that mountain bikers are
good people.
May 23, 2016, 3:38 a.m. - Nickbit
#!markdown I'm from Australia and spent a summer in Vancouver a few years ago. I would ride up Fromme on random midweek mornings by myself, always a little nervous because I was a little out of my depth. But I needn't have worried. Because I never rode down alone, not even once! I would continuously meet the coolest people from all walks of life, engineers and preachers, some slower than me and some faster (OK, most). People would share hints and tips, secret trails and their favorite local bars. All that mattered was that you rode a bike. I still keep in contact with a few of those wonderful people. I've since flown back to Canada to do the BC Bike race with a guy I met on Ladies. Yea, you may meet the occasional dick but I still say that mountain bikers are good people.