Sunday, July 15, 2012

San Jeronimo Downhill




During the campaign yesterday I saw a couple locals riding downhill bikes in the plaza. After talking to one of them, he invited me to ride with his crew today. They set me up on a full suspension Kona Stinky and treated me with so much kindness.

I met Brugna around 3 at the plaza and we headed to catch a bus to the top of the mountain. The bus was actually a flat bed truck that packed bout 20 people in the back. We strapped our bikes to the side of the truck, along with a few more of his friends then rode on the top of the cab all the way, holding on for dear life.  Making it to the top was a win in and of itself but next I had to make it down the mountain alive. Before we started everyone strapped on their full-faced helmets, knee and elblow pads. I put on my road bike gloves and helmet and prayed they would protect me.

We started down and I tried to navigate the toughest downhill I’ve ever seen on a bike. Luckily the suspension soaked up most of the drops but within minutes I had crashed pretty hard. I brushed myself off and managed to walk the stuff that seemed too hard and carefully ride everything else. I had probably four or five pretty big crashes but nothing that broke the skin. Brugna was incredibly nice and didn’t complain about having to wait on me while his six other friends were ripping it downhill. He was obviously the best one of them all because when we got to the biggest jump of the day (8 meters) he cleared it no problem and managed to do a trick for the camera.

After making it down the 30 minute run somewhat intact, we stopped at the tienda and shared and couple large Pilsens and in traditional Peruvian fashion, shared one small cup that was passed around after each person drank. It felt great to be hanging out with the local cycling scene and I wish I had met them all earlier as they told me with a little more practice I would be rippin’ it just as hard as them. After drinks we headed to Brugna’s house to drop off the bikes and his small garage was covered in old bike parts and tires and I felt right at home. He whole-heartedly invited me to ride with his crew again, but to my disappointment I probably wont be able to as I am leaving tomorrow and when I return will have work campaigns until the day I leave….



Antes
Despues




My Whip

Flat Bed
Brugna 
Tied up


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