I've been able to ride the past 3-4 weekends now. It never ceases to amaze me how much fun mountain biking can be. Every time I get on the bike for the first time in over a few months, I wonder why I don't ride more. I have yet to crash, although there are a few sections on each ride that I don't clear.
The first time I went out I had to change one of my tubes. It was so old that the stem fell off when I started pumping it up. Luckily that has been the only mechanical I have had.
The bike geometry changed significantly with the updated components, but the bike handles very well. I'm still working on finding the right air-pressure for both the front and rear shocks. It takes some time to dial them in. But right out of the shoot they are both performing well. On some short climbs, the rear wheel stays glued down and traction is impressive. The front fork soaks up anything I throw at it.
The biggest problem with mountain biking is finding time to ride, especially since your ride doesn't start until you have driven to the trails. Luckily there are some good trails about 15-20min north of here. Tight and twisty, so my lack of conditioning doesn't hurt me too much.
Later this year we (Kerry, myself, and some neighbors) are riding in a charity ride. Time to dust off the old road bike.
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