Sunday, 24 August 2014

24/08/2014

MTB Shenanigans:
It's very likely that when Steve and I used to ride the Yarra trails on our hardtails regularly, we did so faster than we did today, but that didn't decrease the fun we experienced this morning.

The epic downpour last night just added petrichor to the air, rather than making a boggy mess like we both feared. I doubt we were the only ones to fear a mess either, as we mostly had the run of the place right up until several hours later, when we parked our clean, dry arses at Three Bags for a coffee.


From Steve's instagram.

We rode up and down, in and out, and often found ourselves riding a memory of the tail, rather than what it currently is. Hopping over things that have long since eroded away, and taking lines that have since been replaced by years of paws, feet and wheels. Remembering times when we'd chased world champions past rocks and trees, or fished others (and ourselves) out of the brown Yarra waters.

Strava link.

D: 48.7km
A: 519m

PMPW: 90kg

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