I have a confession: I think mountain biking is only okay. Given a choice between mountain biking and climbing, I’d pick climbing every time. That is, until I visited Oakridge, OR last weekend. Nick and I were there for Mountain Bike Oregon, a three-day dirt riding event. The idea is to show up with your bikes, and someone else takes care of everything else. And they mean everything – camping, food, shuttles, beer!, food, shuttles, and beer!
By the end of the weekend, I’d fallen in love with mountain biking. How can you not when the trails are relatively smooth, there’s always more descending than climbing, temps are in the 80s, and there’s always a frosty beverage at the end of the day to soothe the aches and pains?
Each day we loaded our bikes onto cargo trucks and hopped on a school bus which took us to the start of the day’s ride.
I mentioned that the trails were in great shape. Did I mention that sometimes we had interesting “obstacles” to negotiate?
Nick was much, much faster than me. The great thing about the event, though, is that you always have someone to ride with and someone to share your PB&J with.
The beer garden in the evening is a hoot. All ages are welcome!
More importantly, you could race to win a Niner mountain bike frame. Neither Nick, nor our friend James did as well as they hoped: