One Last Ride

Thunder’s Final Go can be bold

The agile bike quickly maneuvered through the obstacles. A big tree root proved no problem to the bike – or the rider. The small kid on the bike, Alex, was about 12. He knew that it was almost certain that neither bike nor rider would come out in one piece, but gee, he wasn’t going to give up then!

Only 200 meters away was the “Gap”. The Gap meant death to all but the very best downhillers’. A massive gap of 20 foot after a massive ramp. If you didn’t make it you and your bike fell. If you fell a nice fort foot drop into a freezing cold thundering river would be your fate. Only two people had succeeded. Only six had ever tried it.

Past another tree then it was in sight. The massive ramp that led to the Gap. Alex pumped his legs, he needed to go as fast as he could. Going at maximum speed was the only option. Any slower and the bike and rider would fail to make the other side. Then BAM you crash and die.

Alex was going faster than ever before. He pushed down on his suspension. All eight inches. Thunder was his pride and joy. Every spare minute he had he tinkered with it, peaking its performance. He had upgraded the fork. He had upgraded the saddle. He had upgraded the brakes, seat post, gears, rear shock and chain. There was so much difference in what it was now to what it was when he found it, two years ago.

Up the ramp. The Gap loomed into his vision, taking up all of it. He needed to release his suspension at exactly the right time to get the most off it.

The lip of the ramp was almost upon him. NOW! He released the suspension and his bike rocketed up and forward. He was half way across. Three quarters. Then the bike started to fall down. It was losing forward momentum! The other side of the Gap was so close now. Alex refused to die. He refused to fall. He pulled the handle bars up, lifting the wheel just above the landing area. It hit with a crash, the eight inches of Marzocchi suspension eating up the shock. But the back wheel hadn’t made it up, and was quickly pulling the whole bike towards its death. Alex pedaled furiously.

But the bike slipped down more. Alex jumped off, landing safely on firm ground. The bike fell. It span once. Twice. Then SPLASH! It hit the water, never to be ridden again.

It was Thunder’s last ride.

One Last Ride

Tsquires

Joined December 2007

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Alex and his bike, Thunder are about to take on the Gap. A legendary chasm that only two have ever survived. Only 6 had ever tried.

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