Sunday morning I went on a group ride from Brisbane over Mount Cootha and around Gap Creek. I managed to get very sunburnt but had a great time.
I felt sorry for a girl behind the group who fell off the singletrack whilst clipped into her pedals but she made a loud and dramatic high pitched “eeeeep” as she fell that I couldn’t help laughing. (She was fine)… 
After watching some friends practice a climb out of a creekbed (steep rise over a root) I waited for them to go home and had another two attempts on a dare from Bridget. The first of which was completely hopeless and the second attempt I tried to be clever using a different technique but lost momentum at the critical moment and fell heavily on my back across a large rocky ridge knocking the air out of my lungs. After a second to collect myself I found that I only had a few bruises and a cut to my ankle from the chainring. I was pretty pleased with myself for creating an impressive crash for the audience even if I didn’t manage to match Bridget’s climb a second beforehand.
Bridget then managed to round off her first ride in clips with a loud thump tumbling through the bushes eating dirt at low speed but scoring plenty of bruises and cuts. She’s an awesome friend to go riding with. After her ‘adventure’ down the hill she sent me an sms containing “Mountain biking is awesome!”
I agree.
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