The last great ride of the season. Mountain biking is my favorite method of meditation. If I had video, you’d probably wonder how anyone could really meditate while going that fast around the variety of obstacles and challenges: trees, boulders, mud…
…natural and man-made ramps…
…and abandoned cars.
How does someone meditate in the face of physical action? You might ask such a question. And I might turn it around and ask, “How can you not?”
This one is called Bobsled. It’s a swooping downhill section of a series of trails. The swoops and the jumps all encourage a rider to go fast. If you’ve ever felt out of control, even in a familiar situation, then you’ll have an idea of how this one feels.
Bobsled is named well. It truly feels and looks like a bobsled track.
At the bottom there are some abandoned cars with dirt ramped up next to a few of them so you can jump over them, if you felt the urge. (Yes, I did.)
Well, it was fun. As you can see, the trail even has some photogenic appeal in the fall with multi-colored leaves blowing around everywhere. Soon it will be covered in snow, and if I want to ride I’ll have to go to Mexico. (There’s poetry in there somewhere. No, I didn’t.)
Until then, here’s cheers to Bobsled!