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Paladin
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Well, only SS nerds woul likely be interested, but I put these 2.35 Kenda
Kinetics on my fully rigid SS, replacing a fairly worn pair of 2.1 IRC
Mythos.
Took the Gray Lady out Sat morning; cold, overcast, and perfect for hitting
it hard without working up a sweat.
First I noticed that the rear really grabbed on hard granite hardpack. So
far so good. Pushing a little more rubber up hill was noticeable too. O
well. I also noticed a little more cushioning with the greater contact
patch and air volume. Still good.
Rear tried to break loose a few times on a sandy covered steep pitch, but
this time of the year, that pitch is tough no matter what. (The guy in front
walks it) So no kudos or hisses there. Business as usual.
Felt really good on the long climb up Uncle Stan's, which is a series of
large, gentle ledges. Little better at holding the line than the IRCs.
Getting to like these fat boys. Seems I can sit more on climbs. Maybe it
was just a better breakfast, who knows?
Take them up Sidewinder, a series of big looping switchbacks, and call it
purchase justification or mind games, but these hombres just feel right. The
real test will be coming down. So after getting as high as time would
allow, I turn n point em down downhill. Now I'm cooking with gas, ladies
and gents. I throw the bike into corners faster than I ever have, and that
front tire just bites in like a tick on a fat dog.
Each new big turn I trust them to pull me through faster and faster as we
get to know each other. I even catch two riders way below me on double
squishies. Jacked.
To make a long story shorter, for our decomposed granite sand and desert
hardpack, they're a big step up from my former favorites.
Got back to the park in time to ride this little skills park set up at our
SWIMBA booth, before taking over the SWIMBA table for a 2 hour shift. Civic
duty, giving back, and all that, you know....
paladin
Kinetics on my fully rigid SS, replacing a fairly worn pair of 2.1 IRC
Mythos.
Took the Gray Lady out Sat morning; cold, overcast, and perfect for hitting
it hard without working up a sweat.
First I noticed that the rear really grabbed on hard granite hardpack. So
far so good. Pushing a little more rubber up hill was noticeable too. O
well. I also noticed a little more cushioning with the greater contact
patch and air volume. Still good.
Rear tried to break loose a few times on a sandy covered steep pitch, but
this time of the year, that pitch is tough no matter what. (The guy in front
walks it) So no kudos or hisses there. Business as usual.
Felt really good on the long climb up Uncle Stan's, which is a series of
large, gentle ledges. Little better at holding the line than the IRCs.
Getting to like these fat boys. Seems I can sit more on climbs. Maybe it
was just a better breakfast, who knows?
Take them up Sidewinder, a series of big looping switchbacks, and call it
purchase justification or mind games, but these hombres just feel right. The
real test will be coming down. So after getting as high as time would
allow, I turn n point em down downhill. Now I'm cooking with gas, ladies
and gents. I throw the bike into corners faster than I ever have, and that
front tire just bites in like a tick on a fat dog.
Each new big turn I trust them to pull me through faster and faster as we
get to know each other. I even catch two riders way below me on double
squishies. Jacked.
To make a long story shorter, for our decomposed granite sand and desert
hardpack, they're a big step up from my former favorites.
Got back to the park in time to ride this little skills park set up at our
SWIMBA booth, before taking over the SWIMBA table for a 2 hour shift. Civic
duty, giving back, and all that, you know....
paladin
