@heartathome when you posted about the mountain and it having curves for riding i smiled.
ithe mountain has let me leave twice when i should not of.
once riding and once walking.
let me share what is actuallt less than a 3 minute decent if im dialled into Seq and roads are dry no
this is mischief not close to day it had me
Once upon a time there was a mountain and a bike that always came alone,,,,,,,,,,
A stretch down this side of mountain is one .way i know where to enter bends to maximise exiys acceleration pushind bike wide standing it up inches from getting it wrong and hitting rail,
engine screaming towards next fist full of brake, banging down gear ror gears the bikes constantly changing can feel the tyres flexing under weight of brakes feel the front discs through fingers as back skates
under throttle feet he tyre fighting to hold as bike lightens under throttle to next brake load
its a private ride.skill and knowledge of road means nothing.
riding that line , every second the bikes traveeling outside distance needed to stop with a steel rail on one side of road mountain on other.
gravel off a box trailer, a bottle thrown from a car ,oil or diesel , animals the smallest change im over rail into trees or side of mountain before i can even adjust
mountains better option no one knows your off the side if bike comes with.
theres a calm in calculating iso much so quick with accuracy
in that moment nothing exists except what i see smell hear and feel .going past.
reality gets bent and a sense im not dying tonight makes fear of the unknown disapear.
im already calculating my position beyond whats in sight
mountain allows chaos to rip through nights silence
every bit of that ride is about not being scared when i should be
balances being scared when i shouldnt be. each day
i listen to Seq as i realise the quiet and smile. nights behaving like it took back its silence.
I know silence was handed back.