pvduke
Husqvarna
Pro Class
Seems nowadays, I tend to gravitate towards the smoother flowing or faster desert stuff. Even doing some light MX now on the TC.
I think I might be done with the LMS type stuff though. Sadly. Been doing truly ugly stuff for eon's now w/ some mates, long before Taddy and Knighter made it 'popular'. My orriginal mates have moved on, looks like I am too.
I'm getting on in years and my body just won't/don't do or put up with as much as when I was younger. The pace has not gone down so much, but the uber-ugly techincal stuff really kills me now, especially with a jacked-up body. Vicodin only helps so much. Jack and coke just makes it worse, well, the next morning anyways.
I'm still jazzed to be riding though, espcially on a Husky. I like the sniffs and stares, questions too at the track, on the trail and so forth. I've always been a gear head and love all kinds of bikes. And seem to be getting more back into the machine end of it, as opposed to 'who can bury whom' on the trail, like it used to be. So the uniquness of the Husky comes into play there as well.
I'm not sure how much I've got left in me. I'm riding with a little more caution nowadays. I look at my scoots and some of my scared up gear and pics and think back to younger, stronger days- and what I used (hate that word) do on a regular basis.
I now ride with a younger, stronger crowd. Once they were chasing me, tongue hanging out, wondering how they're gonna clear that element or super ugly climb- or just catch the 'old man'.
Now- the roles are reversing. I'm trying to keep 'em off my tail, sometimes just trying to keep up. I hear the term "old man" more than I used too. Sometimes out of repsect, others out of ribbing.
But I'm wiser in my older years, too. I realise we are only here for so long, and the important thing is to keep doing what you love for a long as you can.
"it aint the year, it's the mileage"....
Anyone else getting 'creaky'?
I think I might be done with the LMS type stuff though. Sadly. Been doing truly ugly stuff for eon's now w/ some mates, long before Taddy and Knighter made it 'popular'. My orriginal mates have moved on, looks like I am too.
I'm getting on in years and my body just won't/don't do or put up with as much as when I was younger. The pace has not gone down so much, but the uber-ugly techincal stuff really kills me now, especially with a jacked-up body. Vicodin only helps so much. Jack and coke just makes it worse, well, the next morning anyways.
I'm still jazzed to be riding though, espcially on a Husky. I like the sniffs and stares, questions too at the track, on the trail and so forth. I've always been a gear head and love all kinds of bikes. And seem to be getting more back into the machine end of it, as opposed to 'who can bury whom' on the trail, like it used to be. So the uniquness of the Husky comes into play there as well.
I'm not sure how much I've got left in me. I'm riding with a little more caution nowadays. I look at my scoots and some of my scared up gear and pics and think back to younger, stronger days- and what I used (hate that word) do on a regular basis.
I now ride with a younger, stronger crowd. Once they were chasing me, tongue hanging out, wondering how they're gonna clear that element or super ugly climb- or just catch the 'old man'.
Now- the roles are reversing. I'm trying to keep 'em off my tail, sometimes just trying to keep up. I hear the term "old man" more than I used too. Sometimes out of repsect, others out of ribbing.
But I'm wiser in my older years, too. I realise we are only here for so long, and the important thing is to keep doing what you love for a long as you can.
"it aint the year, it's the mileage"....
Anyone else getting 'creaky'?
Having seperated my AC this summer it's feeling like crap now that things are cold and damp in my neck of the woods. After I tumbled I sprung to my feet, shrugged my shoulders and pop pop popped it around and starting getting myself together to continue my ride. Little did I know that the stabbing in my shoulder wasn't a damaged chest protector like I initially thought. Basically my mind, still young at heart was ready to go but my body just didn't take the licking that it could have if I were 10 years younger. With all my other aches from past injuries I can totally justify retirement to a warmer climate in the future. :cripple:
You can stay ahead of them young whipper snappers by using your head more ( the one on your shoulders 
but please don't say that you are officially an old man because that makes me wonder what I officially am.