So the cherry was popped on the Stumpjumper this past Saturday. The Dude, Kurt, Nick, Joey and I made for the mountains of NC... after a bachelor inefficient stop at the Common Market for breakfast. Wilson's Creek was made for single speeders, most of the climbs can be easily done with a 32X18 (38X21 if you're into science), and there's a certain smugness when the shuttle bitches roll by... similar to the smugness they feel sitting in their trucks while laughing at the skinny assholes in lycra riding up the climbs.
At least the ground breaking single speeders waited for us at the over look.
Yes, they were both on 26" single speeds. I had no idea it could be done. Nick was full of win that day.
Joey was almost full of win, but his attempt to throw his borrowed single speed into the ravine was looked down upon, literally and figuratively, by all in our group.
I'll get into the how the bike rode later... like Thursday later.
The duration of the ride went well past my nutritional needs. I had to rush home for a date, so I skipped the post-ride foodings, drove as many as seven miles an hour over the speed limit, got home, walked in the door, had a beer snack in the shower, and headed right back out. Sunday morning, I ate another nonsensical, protein laden breakfast and then rode the Stumpjumper to the short track race to watch the action and inspect the jump I built last week.
Beers were drank, taunting occurred, heckling ensued, Marcus Barton provided the entertainment.
After a full day in the woods with hot laps in between races, I was spent. Once again, my tank was completely empty. Around 5:30PM, on the way home, I wanted to lay down in someone's yard and die.
That's a good weekend.
Like I said, Thursday... bullet points on the new bike and projected for-sale dates and prices.