Bicycle Myth-breaker: Women don't know what bicycle-love is.

(Photo by Baguio Biker Girl Liza Maraan, Thanks, Liza!)

At long last, we got an all-girls' bike ride going in Baguio! Wheee! This has been my dream for YEARS! We started out in a group of four and struck out for Shilan, which is one of my most-favorite riding routes for its variety of terrain and because it's one of the easiest, least threatening places to hone one's off-road riding skills. Soon there will be more and more women with knobby wheels playing dirty on our mountain roads and trails. Mwahahahaaa! Go grrrls! No doubt the biker boys will be pleased to see more girls out there, but if these strong women were to be any more fond of their bicycles than they already are, I think some men might be worried.

Comments

Anonymous said…

Beautiful MTB posts, Padma! I always visit your blog when I miss Baguio! Is Shilan a secret playground? Can I come along one of these days? hehe- Paulo S.

16 March 2011 at 19:28

padma said…

Hey Pow, Shilan's no secret. There are no secrets in the mountains! Let me know next time you're in these parts. We can go bombing down Shilan with the boys and girls.

21 March 2011 at 12:48

Anonymous said…

Coolness!!! Thanks, Padma! I commute to work in Manila, twice a week! Exciting to dodge jeepneys, but I miss being on a trail and breathing fresh air. Will text you and Jose when I go up. Congrats with Mt. Cloud! :) -Paulo S.

23 March 2011 at 13:37

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