The words "epic" and "adventure" get thrown around a lot in the outdoor sports world. Hell, they call themselves "Xtreme" sports so it should be no surprise. A definition for adventure that I like is, "It's not an adventure unless something goes wrong." This is a quote from a modern polar explorer as he was contrasting early exploration to how things are done today.
Evidently my mountain bike ride yesterday was quite the adventure!
-My gloves fell out to the ground and into the storm drain in front of my house while loading my stuff into a friend's truck. I would rather ride shirtless and helmetless than ride without gloves. The first sign of a coming adventure.
-I'd just thrown my hydration pack down on as I loaded stuff up. Onto its drinking valve. On a 80F day, for a 2pm ride, with no shade. When we got to the ride spot I had 10% of my water remaining, the rest having leaked out. Good thing it wasn't hot or anything.
-The infamous JRA. I was just riding along when a bee hit me in the forehead/temple area and got stuck between my scalp and the helmet strap. I tried flicking him out and then taking off my helmet, while still riding of course. STING! I got stung right on my temple just minutes into a 90 minute ride. What an annoying place to get stung by a bee, on the face!
My riding partner is making a return to mountain biking after a loooong hiatus. So we only did about 60% of the ride I intended. It was also my very first ride on this particular bike as well so I should be happy with having only done a short shakedown ride. Looking at the list above though I still don't think I can qualify it as an adventure.
Which is sad, as I like adventure. Maybe I can break my wrist in Noble Canyon again??
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