May 16th, 2005
Inspired
Went to the Filthy 48 Dirt Festival at the weekend. Lots of MBUKids busting some phat moves* on the dirt jumps. They might only manage txt spk m8 on the MBUK forum, but what they lack in spelling skills they certainly make up for in bike handling.
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It made the XC races on Sunday look tame and I know which I’d rather have a go at if I was 13 again, and it involves pain of the crash and burn variety not aerobic wheezing.
I was also relieved to see that although I consider myself strictly ground dwelling when it comes to riding I could have mixed it with the kids on the ‘beginner’ jumps and not looked too out of place. Apart from saddle being higher than the bars that is. Actually, I don’t think the Spot would have looked too out of place at all if dressed correctly, flat pedals, sorry, flatties, risers, no front brake, saddle pointed at the stars…
Anyway, I enjoyed myself so much taking nearly 500 photos before I called for my lift (I felt like a kid calling for mum), that I have a bright red face complete with Oakley panda eyes to show for it.
* I don’t know. Is that still a word that yoof use? Are things still rad, er dude? Do they still “take it to the max” as I once genuinely heard by the side of a downhill course somewhere in the North-East of England?
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