DangerDirtyD
iMTB Hooligan
Mountain biking includes many facets of fun and enjoyment, including the euphoria of seeking oxygen on a strenuous climb that leads to daydreaming and transcendence of body. Then there is the thrill and exhilaration of a DH shred, roosting two-wheel drifts and exploding out of corners. And heaven forbid I fail to mention post-ride tacos and beer with iMTB HOoLiGaNs at KRBC near the Kern River, El Patron on Lake Street, or Taqueria Tlaquepaque in Palm Springs.
However, nothing, and I mean absolutely NOTHING beats riding down the street at sunrise from an apex of shenanigans on the mountain behind the house and collapsing at a table where Mr. and Mrs. Macko serve a 5 to 8-course breakfast with piping-hot Americano with refills!
I acknowledge the magnificence of this experience is enhanced because it occurs immediately following technical bike rides at night without sleep in the Gabes.
So don’t let the following images fool you into thinking this isn’t any fun.
…because these memories and feelings I will cherish all time…
…and nobody parties like Faustie’s Midnight Marauders!
However, nothing, and I mean absolutely NOTHING beats riding down the street at sunrise from an apex of shenanigans on the mountain behind the house and collapsing at a table where Mr. and Mrs. Macko serve a 5 to 8-course breakfast with piping-hot Americano with refills!
I acknowledge the magnificence of this experience is enhanced because it occurs immediately following technical bike rides at night without sleep in the Gabes.
So don’t let the following images fool you into thinking this isn’t any fun.
…because these memories and feelings I will cherish all time…
…and nobody parties like Faustie’s Midnight Marauders!
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