I’m picking a line to navigate babyheads, boulder gardens, and rude drop-offs; cycling to avoid death cookies and mantraps; executing a bunnyhop to bag a peak and not bail only to bring home the Christmas tree. In short, I’m achieving Nirvana.
Learning to mountain bike, like learning its language, involved breaking down full rides into digestible pieces and using that knowledge to build exciting, endurance-testing rides. These are just some of the tools I used to learn the language of mountain biking.