07 Jan 09
Originally posted by Very RustyProbably 6 years ago?
Thats it new name------ Rubber man. 😉
You were quite a bit younger at the time?
Another nice dump was when I was about 26, and a friend and I decided to go skateboarding.
Well, I'm ripping it up on a 3 foot stone wall and the board stops and I don't. I land on my wrist and hip. First time I ever thought "I'm NOT a kid anymore."
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08 Jan 09
Originally posted by PhlabibitHah, I have the knobby tires on my mountain bike and I ride miles on it almost every day. I don't fear sand, but that glossy-when-wet concrete is still my nemesis.
Suzianne, I have street slicks for my mt. bike and was at a car show in PA. I'm steaming through a curve just outside the park and hit a patch of sand. My front tire seemed to vanish, and I hit the pavement rolling.
Now, there are probably 30 people inside the park looking at me... and I know it. All this thinking is going on as I'm still sliding an ...[text shortened]... about a single motion I'm back on my bike again and pedaling away. Very embarrassing.
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Yes, it *is* embarrassing, especially when you don't get up fast enough and you get people stopping to "help you out"...
08 Jan 09
Originally posted by SuzianneWe used to live on a cement depot where my dad worked. They had kilometres of concrete roads and parking that were smoothed nicely by truck traffic, plus that thin layer of diesel & oil that builds up where trucks and forklifts operate...
Hah, I have the knobby tires on my mountain bike and I ride miles on it almost every day. I don't fear sand, but that glossy-when-wet concrete is still my nemesis.
Yes, it *is* embarrassing, especially when you don't get up fast enough and you get people stopping to "help you out"...
My god, it was like trying to ride your bike on a soaped up mirror after rain.
Great fun!
The crashes my brother and I had with our BMX's and later our mountain bikes, I sometimes can't believe we're alive today.
08 Jan 09
Originally posted by CrowleyDid they have BMXs in your day? 😉
We used to live on a cement depot where my dad worked. They had kilometres of concrete roads and parking that were smoothed nicely by truck traffic, plus that thin layer of diesel & oil that builds up where trucks and forklifts operate...
My god, it was like trying to ride your bike on a soaped up mirror after rain.
Great fun!
The crashes my brother an ...[text shortened]... had with our BMX's and later our mountain bikes, I sometimes can't believe we're alive today.
08 Jan 09
Originally posted by Crowleymany hits to head?
We used to live on a cement depot where my dad worked. They had kilometres of concrete roads and parking that were smoothed nicely by truck traffic, plus that thin layer of diesel & oil that builds up where trucks and forklifts operate...
My god, it was like trying to ride your bike on a soaped up mirror after rain.
Great fun!
The crashes my brother an ...[text shortened]... had with our BMX's and later our mountain bikes, I sometimes can't believe we're alive today.