I had a MTB dream...

BonsaiNut

iMTB Rockstah
Early this morning I had the weirdest dream. For some reason, I was on my bike up in CNF, and I had a dog/puppy that was riding with me, or that I was carrying. I always seemed to be worried about where the dog was, and about not leaving it behind. Suddenly I decided, wow since I'm up here, I'm just going to ride over to Santiago Peak for old time's sake. When I got to Four Corners there were masses of people everywhere, the area was mud and trashed, and suddenly I was having to carry my bike up ladders to get out of the saddle. I kept looking around asking "when did this happen?" and most of the people were tourists who were like "when did what happen?" I get to a final flight of narrow stairs, and everyone has to leave their bikes behind because there are too many people crowding the stairway. Passing the stairs, I find that the entire area around the peak has been turned into a university campus or monastery, with green lawns and fountains. People are walking around oohing and ahhing and checking out the views, and I'm like "WTF happened to all the trails?" In disgust I decide not to walk on to the peak, but pick up my dog and try to descend back down the mountain. Rather than struggle down the stairs, I manage to find an elevator that lets me out where I left my bike... but it has been stolen.

I woke up confused and depressed. What does it mean?
 
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Early this morning I had the weirdest dream. For some reason, I was on my bike up in CNF, and I had a dog/puppy that was riding with me, or that I was carrying. I always seemed to be worried about where the dog was, and about not leaving it behind. Suddenly I decided, wow since I'm up here, I'm just going to ride over to Santiago Peak for old time's sake. When I got to Four Corners there were masses of people everywhere, the area was mud and trashed, and suddenly I was having to carry my bike up ladders to get out of the saddle. I kept looking around asking "when did this happen?" and most of the people were tourists who were like "when did what happen?" I get to a final flight of narrow stairs, and everyone has to leave their bikes behind because there are too many people crowding the stairway. Passing the stairs, I find that the entire area around the peak has been turned into a university campus or monastery, with green lawns and fountains. People are walking around oohing and ahhing and checking out the views, and I'm like "WTF happened to all the trails?" In disgust I decide not to walk on to the peak, but pick up my dog and try to descend back down the mountain. Rather than struggle down the stairs, I manage to find an elevator that lets me out where I left my bike... but it has been stolen.

I woke up confused and depressed. What does it mean?
Whatever you had for dinner, rotate to breakfast!
Thanks for sharing, because I had a dream that included a specific member here recently too, it was all too real, no, not naughty and nobody died, just not inclined to share.
 
I dream that I just woke up and my teeth are loose.. and I pull one out.. then I actually wake up and thank God that I have my teeth!
Wait, wait,WAIT JUST A MINUTE, soooooo, now your giddy you offed your Pivot Trail 429, I'm confused?!
Ha ha ha ha ha hah! This is called Forum Thread Crossover...
Both of you, please... lie down on this coach and let's just ... talk.
 
I was dozing at the computer, I was dropping the single track very fast and all of a sudden I was going OTB, I thrust out my hands and woke up. Last night I was riding and found a saddle with the post on the single track, I passed and kept climbing. I passed it again on the way back. It was a dream but it was real. Maybe my antimatter opposite rides where people can ride without a saddle or post. I broke a saddle way out there, you can ride without saddle but it sucks.
Happy dream weaver trails
 
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That was too painful to watch! He could be a politician......contradicted everything he told that sweet little cougar. THROW ROCKS IDIOT!!!!!!!

yeah i was counting all the rocks he was backing up over and thought the same thing... of course you cannot bend over when she's that close but there were a few times early on he could have easily grabbed more than one rock to hurl at her... don't f@uck with mamma kitty that's for sure.

I loved how wide her paws got when she charged slapping the ground... amazing to watch... glad it wasn't me.
 
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