I recall racing a national DH at Tremblant and on the course was a super sketchy off camber rock face covered in green slime. Nobody was riding it clean. I stepped up to the plate after bragging about having the North Shore as my training grounds. Then the moment my front tire hit the slime, I was sliding on my ass down the face before I even realized what had happened. I had to eat a very large crow, taste an entire humble pie, as I sheepishly coasted to the bottom of the run. Wouldn't trade the experience for anything.
Oct. 29, 2021, 8:56 a.m. - Lowcard
I recall racing a national DH at Tremblant and on the course was a super sketchy off camber rock face covered in green slime. Nobody was riding it clean. I stepped up to the plate after bragging about having the North Shore as my training grounds. Then the moment my front tire hit the slime, I was sliding on my ass down the face before I even realized what had happened. I had to eat a very large crow, taste an entire humble pie, as I sheepishly coasted to the bottom of the run. Wouldn't trade the experience for anything.