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...do people lie? And I don't mean exaggeration but blatant, complete ******** lies. And as in
today's case the lying is usually associated with excuses, excuses, excuses. We did T1 today. Nice,
mellow section of the Backbone Trail. When we cross Latigo there are two 10 year olds and one of the
kids' fathers being dropped off by their mother for a point to point ride. I'm thinking, cool, this
guy is showing his kid and his kid's friend the good stuff. So we let them get ahead of us while we
waited for our completely bronchitis stricken friend Abe (Abe was so bad off that he ended up
turning around to head back to Kanan).
After making sure Abe was strong enough to get back to the truck Chris and I moved on. We caught up
to the trio on the steepest part of the climb, my legs failed me before I reached the trio but Chris
was able to clean everything. Seeing this the father attempted to get rolling but failed miserably
all the while whining to his kid that his pedals suck and that he can't get into them. I got to a
flat spot and got started again and rode up to where Chris was talking to the trio. As I approached
the father was telling Chris, "I need pointier tires, these suck". And what do I see when I roll up
to them? WTB Velociraptors. Brand new. Mine are worn to the cords, they are slicks now, there is no
tread. I really didn't want to bag on the guy in front of the kids so we complimented the kids and
let them lead.
So we get up to the next intersection and the father asks us for route advice. We explain that one
route is singletrack, a little longer, and with less climbing, and the other route is road, steeper,
and more elevation change. Then we ask him where they're headed and he explains that they are going
to Malibu Lake where he is going to leave the kids and ride back to the truck. Then he asks again
which route would be good and we mention longer options, and he comes back and says that's actually
the way they're going. So we ask him where they started and he says from Kanan, the typical starting
point, even though we had just seen them dropped off at Latigo. And clearly he wasn't going to be
riding back to the truck because their truck was gone. Obviously heading over to Malibu Creek State
Park somewhere to pick them up. And, what, he's going to leave two kids in the middle of a state
park without supervision for a minimum of 2 hours while he rides back to the truck? I'm not a parent
but isn't that a little strange?
What doesn't make sense is the ride was quite substantial without lying about it.
Greg
--
"Destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late, the battles we fought were long and hard,
just not to be consumed by rock n' roll..." - The Mekons
today's case the lying is usually associated with excuses, excuses, excuses. We did T1 today. Nice,
mellow section of the Backbone Trail. When we cross Latigo there are two 10 year olds and one of the
kids' fathers being dropped off by their mother for a point to point ride. I'm thinking, cool, this
guy is showing his kid and his kid's friend the good stuff. So we let them get ahead of us while we
waited for our completely bronchitis stricken friend Abe (Abe was so bad off that he ended up
turning around to head back to Kanan).
After making sure Abe was strong enough to get back to the truck Chris and I moved on. We caught up
to the trio on the steepest part of the climb, my legs failed me before I reached the trio but Chris
was able to clean everything. Seeing this the father attempted to get rolling but failed miserably
all the while whining to his kid that his pedals suck and that he can't get into them. I got to a
flat spot and got started again and rode up to where Chris was talking to the trio. As I approached
the father was telling Chris, "I need pointier tires, these suck". And what do I see when I roll up
to them? WTB Velociraptors. Brand new. Mine are worn to the cords, they are slicks now, there is no
tread. I really didn't want to bag on the guy in front of the kids so we complimented the kids and
let them lead.
So we get up to the next intersection and the father asks us for route advice. We explain that one
route is singletrack, a little longer, and with less climbing, and the other route is road, steeper,
and more elevation change. Then we ask him where they're headed and he explains that they are going
to Malibu Lake where he is going to leave the kids and ride back to the truck. Then he asks again
which route would be good and we mention longer options, and he comes back and says that's actually
the way they're going. So we ask him where they started and he says from Kanan, the typical starting
point, even though we had just seen them dropped off at Latigo. And clearly he wasn't going to be
riding back to the truck because their truck was gone. Obviously heading over to Malibu Creek State
Park somewhere to pick them up. And, what, he's going to leave two kids in the middle of a state
park without supervision for a minimum of 2 hours while he rides back to the truck? I'm not a parent
but isn't that a little strange?
What doesn't make sense is the ride was quite substantial without lying about it.
Greg
--
"Destroy your safe and happy lives before it is too late, the battles we fought were long and hard,
just not to be consumed by rock n' roll..." - The Mekons