A little whisper in the dark

I forgot how it felt like to ride a bike offroad.

The ironic simplicity of riding a complex machine in nature's backyard.
Its just me, the bike, and the trail.
Feel the trail crunch below the tires, change the gears to match the gradient.
Sweeping past tree trunks, legs are a furious blur.
The heart pounds, a bead of sweat trickles down the brow.
Looking 12 feet up the trail, only to realize
I didn't see the buried log
That sends me sprawling
Bruised ego but otherwise uninjured,
The dirt gods welcome me back.

posted by Chung Leong @ 4:25 AM