I have not been on a bike in almost 40 years. And I have never mountain biked. Today seemed a good day to start. After all, it rained and it hailed – what better time to get on a bike and go flying down the rail trail for 1.5 or so hours!
Okay – so I wobbled a tiny bit when I got started. But I quickly got the gearing sorted out and that was fine.
Until I had to stop. See – when I used to road bike, mostly on city streets, I used to pull up to a curb and put my foot down. For some odd reason there are no curbs on the rail trail – a terrible oversight.
So I stopped the bike and put my foot down and toppled over. Twice.
So Simon said something about getting off the seat. I have no idea why I didn’t grasp the technique. Simon started getting off the bike when we had to stop, coming back and catching me.
And what’s wrong with that? Seemed to work just fine.
Okay – my technique needs a bit of work but still – we made it almost to Lemon Creek and then came back. We would have gone farther but by that time we had ridden through one shower, a downpour and a rush of hail – all great conditions for getting back into biking.
Yeah – I know how to do this outdoor shit.