My mtb dream
(updated: Nov 7, 2010)
I had a dream the other night. It was a mountain biking dream. It started out really cool. I dreamt I was riding with some friends and my brother Tim, who is a roadie. He was on a borrowed bike. We started out going down this awesome trail with switchbacks and big rocks - literally my dream trail. And I was the guide taking everyone on this ride and showing them the line. Somehow I knew the trail but had no idea where it was or how we got there. So far so good, right?
We get to the bottom, where it's mostly flat rock and some shallow streams. Tim starts complaining that his bike is cracked and he can't ride it. So I check it, and sure enough there's a crack in it. The only thing is, the frame is more like a hose, and there's a crack in it and water is squirting out. Ok... Steel, Al, Ti, Carbon Fiber, Vinyl Hose.
So I say I'll go back up the hill and get you another bike (that's never seems to be a problem for me, in my dreams or real life). Everyone just wait here I'll be right back. So I go back up the hill and I think Ed comes with me.
At the top, we grab another bike and start to head back but then there's this place we have to stop at, like a house off of the trail. Ok, so now we're kinda stuck there talking to people. Then there's more vague delays I can't really recall, but I remember really wanting to get back down to my brother and everyone else waiting.
By the time we get back on the trail, which seems like an hour later, it starts to rain really hard. Just pouring (sounds like real life, don't it?). So now I'm really bummed. The trail is getting all muddy and water is starting to run down it. Everyone is gone.
I woke up pissed.
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1. peter said...
with a boner to boot
Nov 8, 2010 @ 4:25 PM
2. Michael said...
I read something a while back about the interpretation of dreams. Ya' know what this one means?? TIME FOR A PISGAH TRIP!
Nov 8, 2010 @ 5:13 PM
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