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Monday Cruising


Mountain biking isn't always about getting a workout, biting through technical trail sections, ripping down gnarly slopes, upping the ante, and getting that unrivaled adrenaline rush. (Although most of the time it is!) Sometimes, the pleasures of mountain biking are as uncomplicated as cycling slowly through Baguio's quiet, unpolluted streets lined with old and empty houses, finding your way to a roadside carinderia that serves delicious Malaysian dishes at just a little more than carinderia prices, and stopping for a hearty lunch. And then you cycle -- still full and slow -- to the nearest trail and wend your way through the roots, mud, and rocks like you have all the time in the world to pedal and appreciate the way the afternoon light is wafting through the trees and throwing shafts of gold and dappled shadows on everything.

Yup, you got it folks, this is yet another unabashed declaration of my love for saddle time.

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Unknown said…
I miss that - now its just train train train.

What happened to the jamis?
padma said…
The jamis is still with me and is my constant companion! This is an old pic of my old school specialized. Everything on that bike has changed except for the frame, which has been with me for 14 years. Now there's a lasting relationship! Once in a while I like to take it out for a short spin.

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