Mile 17.4-33.7

I’ve noticed in Idaho, as I ride, that each trail is unique — no two are alike, which to me is a lot like people. Sure some could say that twins look alike and to the casual eye are the same, but I’m betting such a person has never raised a set of twins. Not that I’m an expert or anything on the subject, but we do have identical twin daughters. They look the same but don’t be fooled they are complete opposites! This polarization of personal preferences and personality has been the cause of more than one altercation in the ten years they have been part of our family. These fights are often a good reminder that if we were all the same, or perfect, and we didn’t have to work to improve, what would be the point of getting out of bed each day? It’s the struggle to make ourselves and our lives what we have envisioned for ourselves that makes life worth living!  Just like the loose rocks, roots, and ruts make riding an enjoyable challenge.

“The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
But stood out in the open plain
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king
But lived and died a scrubby thing.

The man who never had to toil to live,
Who never had to win his share
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a manly man
But lived and died as he began.

“Good timber does not grow at ease,
The stronger wind, the stronger trees.
The further sky, the greater length,
The more the storm, the more the strength.

By sun and cold, in rain and snow,
in trees and men good timbers grow.
Where thickest lies the forest growth
We find the patriarchs of both.
And they hold council with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scars
Of many winds and much of strife.
This is the common law of life.”

–Author unknown

With this poem at the back of my mind, this trip I tried something new. I climbed a section of trail that I’ve never attempted to ride up before(I’ve ridden down countless times). New bike, new trail, what the hell, and up we went. The bike handled really well, I on the other hand didn’t. I tipped over on the way down, and stalled out a handful of times on the way up. I know, how embarrassing! But the rear fender is still attached and the blinkers all accounted for.

So for the first real ride the bike handled good. My only complaints, would be the same I would have with any stock bike, the handlebars need risers and the chain continues to stretch. So after 17 more miles it needs to be adjusted again. I noticed as I bounced over the rocks that instead of absorbing the impact, the front tire would try to wash out, so I think I’ll soften the front suspension just a little and I hope that will fix the problem. One feature I hadn’t planned on ever using, but works great, is the horn. Cows on the trail were no match for its powerful blast.

I wouldn’t buy this bike just for the horn but when riding in open range country it’s an added bonus. Cows are stubborn creatures and sometimes won’t leave the trail without a little coaxing, John Wayne said it best in The Cowboys “You got to figure you’re dealing with the dumbest orneriest critter on God’s green earth. The cow is nothing but trouble tied up in a leather bag — and the horse ain’t much better.”
This sums up almost perfectly why I ride dirt cycles and not horses.

Author: kbecker82

Outdoor Enthusiast, Husband, Father, Maniac.

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