December 16, 2005

A course in masichism- Mountain biking 101

I am sure that all the bike genes in the family went to my brother Chi :) .

My first attempt at Mountain biking in Los Arrayanes National Park nearly did me in. I fell off my bike 3 times, got scratced and bruised, and was completely exhausted at the end of the 12 km trail. It was so rough I hung around for 2 hours to take the ferry out instead of having to brave the trail all over again. It was a HARD trail, ridiculously narrow and steep, with sheer dropoffs and all the while having to dodge enormous tree roots and cows. I´m sure it was beautiful, but I was too busy trying to stay on my bike and not kill myself.

What was even more amazing was that there was no warning at all about the difficulty of the trail, from either the park ranger, the bike rental guys, or the rep at the National Parks office. We only got helmets because we saw some hanging there – they didn´t even try to give them to us. We saw some really unhappy and exhausted people making their way out (Jonathan saw a guy with his T shirt torn in half). People in general were too tired to even say hello in passing, just grunting and pushing their bikes up the steep hills.

The big smiles in the photo above from me was due to the thoughts of being “rescued” by the ferry, and not having to go back on the %$&! trail again. Every part of me ached and twinged.

I think I will stick to my own two feet.

2 Comments

  1. Mountain biking can be very hard. I fell way more than three times the first time i went but when you get better it is quiet amazing what a bike can do. Proper eqiupment is also essential. The bike in the photo looks kinda big. You get an “A” for giving it a try.

    Comment by chi 5 — December 19, 2005 @ 4:01 am

  2. It was hard, but more fun than Soyan let´s on.

    Comment by Jonathan — December 20, 2005 @ 5:46 pm

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