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Carla A-G
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We decided to take a night fun trials ride through the neighbourhood. We're both still getting used
to the bikes. I have decided to concentrate my riding for now with the new Monty, I find it much
easier to handle compared to the stock trials bike. Jim has now taken possession of the stock trials
bike as his new ride.
We are starting off slowly, just getting the basics downpacked, hopping up on to stuff, hopping down
from stuff, working on the balancing moves and trackstands, etc., nothing dangerous or outrageous.
On the way home from sessioning the local school yards and apartment compounds, we made a turn into
the local police station parking lot to check out if there were any nice little obstacles to
conquer. As we were riding by the entrance door, an officer came out with a rather large shotgun and
a briefcase in his hands. "Oh ****, here we go" I thought to myself...
He stopped in his tracks and looked at us. "Can I help you with something?" he said as he looked at
us suspiciously. My eyes remained locked on his gun. I was just waiting for the moment when he would
use it for target practice on a couple of trials riders. "No sir, we're just riding through" said
Jim. "Okay, well, best be on your way, you're not supposed to be in here" said the gun toter. We
quickly pedalled away from the scene before it got ugly and went home.
- CA-G
Can-Am Girls Kick Ass!
to the bikes. I have decided to concentrate my riding for now with the new Monty, I find it much
easier to handle compared to the stock trials bike. Jim has now taken possession of the stock trials
bike as his new ride.
We are starting off slowly, just getting the basics downpacked, hopping up on to stuff, hopping down
from stuff, working on the balancing moves and trackstands, etc., nothing dangerous or outrageous.
On the way home from sessioning the local school yards and apartment compounds, we made a turn into
the local police station parking lot to check out if there were any nice little obstacles to
conquer. As we were riding by the entrance door, an officer came out with a rather large shotgun and
a briefcase in his hands. "Oh ****, here we go" I thought to myself...
He stopped in his tracks and looked at us. "Can I help you with something?" he said as he looked at
us suspiciously. My eyes remained locked on his gun. I was just waiting for the moment when he would
use it for target practice on a couple of trials riders. "No sir, we're just riding through" said
Jim. "Okay, well, best be on your way, you're not supposed to be in here" said the gun toter. We
quickly pedalled away from the scene before it got ugly and went home.
- CA-G
Can-Am Girls Kick Ass!