getting to whistler, hiring a what turned out to be a far inadequate bike (demo 8), bombing down a-line, freight train & garbonzo like an absolute fucking boss only to overshoot the bottom jump out of the trees & have the clearly-made-from-pasta front wheel fold itself in half upon landing, sending me fucking sprawling.
$150 wheel, $150 phone, $50 of bandages & a lot of blood later here i am sitting in the hotel room, at whistler, unable to ride a bike.
protip for all those who go to whistler: don't ride it anything like a DH track. the jumps can all be overshot on a freaking chainless run, let alone a normal one. also wear full body armour, i would have been out on a stretcher without it.
also, demo 8's jump like hardtails full of helium, and are flimsy as ****. i didn't even complete one full run before f**king it...
f**k sake spend countless $thousands and f**k knows how long travelling (over a day) to then drive for a fucking year getting to whistler in the most bullshit f**king traffic imaginable only to bin it on the first f**king day because of a pissweak f**king aeroplane of a bike, all whilst the brother is out ripping run after run FFS...
sigh. more than a little frustrated right now.