Thanks Mike, for yet another memorable read. With that kind of riding, there is no pressure of time constraints or expectations, other than gently suffering. There is peace in suffering. Not sure why, but your words evoked a flashback of one of the first and last times I participated in drunk mountain biking polo. I felt invincible, possibly invisible, and oh-so-skilled until I ended up lying on the soccer pitch and tangled up with my bike, repeatedly, and laughing hysterically with my buddies.
May 25, 2023, 12:31 p.m. - Hawkinsdad
Thanks Mike, for yet another memorable read. With that kind of riding, there is no pressure of time constraints or expectations, other than gently suffering. There is peace in suffering. Not sure why, but your words evoked a flashback of one of the first and last times I participated in drunk mountain biking polo. I felt invincible, possibly invisible, and oh-so-skilled until I ended up lying on the soccer pitch and tangled up with my bike, repeatedly, and laughing hysterically with my buddies.