Joe Ride

March 5th, 2007

We did a Joe Ride on Saturday in Sedona da red der ta Dash Kine… Sunday, Kim wanted an easy ride on account of her 40th birthday & the bevies of night prior. Joe & Kim are married. Joe Fast. Kim Fast. And that recovery ride was as hard as the Joe Ride the day before. I was cooked. Damifino Sat, Carrol Cyn For the Sunday Service. Super Fun. I’ve not ridden like that on the mtb since the rolling that highball trail out at White Tanks with Yuri and Fam.

You know what a Joe Ride is?

“What are you talking about nice. It’s never nice.”

I pulled my Unit out of storage on Friday and put on a 20t. That’s prolly the smartest thing I’ve done since I stopped road racing. Man it was nice. The crew that showed for the Saturday ride was the largest, fastest group in Gnome-history. It included lots of good friends, some peeps I rarely see these days, and some newbies from Idaho. I think they Idahoans were hurting for a bit of it. A Sedona beatdown kinda thing… but then again, so was I. If you don’t ride a lot, esspecially in the southwest, you lose the rythmn and it becomes a trudgy grovelfest full of hurt. If you’re ride for a while, you begin to get the idea. You see lines in rubble and it’s bitchen to clean things like Old Post on the return from the creek where its hellish.

Hurt so good. Ten Dolla! Ten Dolla!

I gotta say thanks to Broc for letting me ride his Redline 29er on Sunday. That bike is full tilt. Powder coated Grean & Blue, Profile tubes at the power transfer station, Beeeeeeg tires & full moto riding position not to mention that broc has Gnomish stature so it was a fit perfect. After 4ish hours in Carrol Canyon on that thing, I can now say that I know what 29ers are all about. They are the long board of earth surfing. I couldn’t flow it like I saw Broc the day prior. That’s a matter of subtlety. I’d try to snap up over shit and that’s not the key. It’s all about steady power, The 29er by default isn’t for the snap. They roll. Plain & simple. They hold their line better up burly bullshit & cruise like a long board missle on the down. Full ridged is smooth. They’re good. Hear to stay.

So thanks Broc, that bike is sweet.

So, that’s that. An epic & indeed classic weekend in the books celelbrating Kim’s b-dizzle on som dat gud ri den der en da red durt dri ken da yel ow bers & kind.

Special note of the weekend comes from the NAHBS where the man hisself, Steve Garro, was awarded the Frame Builder of the Year award. All I can say is that if I were there, I would have stood and aplauded. Garro is a good man.

Bitchen!

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