It's amazing how after an eye-opening experience like that, how quickly we are reminded of the beauty in life and the things that are important to us. It's events like this that make us appreciate what we have in life. If we didn't seek the thrills that we seek, we would likely be bored and bitter. Those who ask us why we do what we do, simply, don't understand... There are also those that don't care to understand.
"One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching"
Whether it's descending tight singletrack at Winter Park, clipping the bars on a tree, then making the earth shake while attempting to displace a tree to a new location; launching a blind roller, at the apex of the trajectory noticing a 90deg bend in the trail, with the ensuing carnage resulting in a helmet literally exploding; focusing on the next gate, getting stuck on an edge, departing the run at mach 99 and trying to cut a tree in half with one's torso, or attempting to pedal up an erosion log at the apex of a switchback, eating sh$t, and walking away with the handgrip waffle pattern imprinted on the chest; we come back for more! We do what we do because it's who we are!!
Enough of that filosoffical sh#t... Give the wife another big kiss, take a couple weeks off, then we'll head out on the singletrack and laugh at each other as we find ways to eat sh@t on a perfectly smooth, straight, flat section of trail, then back at the vehicles drink beer and laugh some more! Then we'll head out a few weeks later and do it all over again!!
FF to 1:25. RIP Dave Brockie
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