people giving you their opinion on what should be done but nothing to help you and after they bitch and complain that it's not to their liking, jump too big, can get enough speed. If i can hit it and make it then it's good enough for me, after all it's my trail.
Or once in a blu moon, our local ripper (quinner) complaining that the same jump does not have enough landing cause he is going 3X times as fast as everybody else
When you forget one essential tool and its a 20 min ride back home. Roots! Having a shit long walk through bushes just so you can hide your trail so dog walkers wont destroy it.
people who think our trail is a waking-path and gets angry and put loggs over the trail cause they think we're riding on their paths. even though you made the trail from scratch
people giving you their opinion on what should be done but nothing to help you and after they bitch and complain that it's not to their liking, jump too big, can get enough speed. If i can hit it and make it then it's good enough for me, after all it's my trail.
Or once in a blu moon, our local ripper (quinner) complaining that the same jump does not have enough landing cause he is going 3X times as fast as everybody else
f*cking hell! i get that to! this one guy i know complains that he cant get enough speed just peddling and he rekons that we need a roll in when everone else rekons its fine!
1) when you move to a new town, find dirt jumps, see that they're in bad shape, then have a bunch of 13-year-olds stand on the other side of the trails and awkwardly stare at you because either they can't believe that someone in their mid-late 20's still rides bikes, or they've never heard of the concept of someone actually "building".
2) having all the brakeless idiots wreck your berms because, instead of being really uncool and running brakes, they have to slam down on their seats and drag their feet to slow down. also, "safety casing" landings, again due to brakeless idiots.
3) fielding hundreds of asinine questions when building a new line, like... "is that a tree stand?" (referring to a ladder bridge), "so, you're going to just... like... ride off this... on that?" (referring to a ladder drop and my bike, which to their amazement has 26 inch wheels), and my personal favorite: "can you build something we can ride?"
4) returning to the trails two days later to see giant case-holes in a landing, a kicker torn down and shoddily rebuilt three feet closer to the landing, and my ladder drop turned into the new place for everyone to sit and drink their half-gallons of iced tea. the landing area is apparently their new trash pit, as well.
5) having to give up and look for new places to build, but worrying about getting thrown in jail for building on private property, getting thrown in jail for building on public property, or getting shot, run over, or having my trails ruined by quad-piloting rednecks if i build anywhere else.
1) when you move to a new town, find dirt jumps, see that they're in bad shape, then have a bunch of 13-year-olds stand on the other side of the trails and awkwardly stare at you because either they can't believe that someone in their mid-late 20's still rides bikes, or they've never heard of the concept of someone actually "building".
2) having all the brakeless idiots wreck your berms because, instead of being really uncool and running brakes, they have to slam down on their seats and drag their feet to slow down. also, "safety casing" landings, again due to brakeless idiots.
3) fielding hundreds of asinine questions when building a new line, like... "is that a tree stand?" (referring to a ladder bridge), "so, you're going to just... like... ride off this... on that?" (referring to a ladder drop and my bike, which to their amazement has 26 inch wheels), and my personal favorite: "can you build something we can ride?"
4) returning to the trails two days later to see giant case-holes in a landing, a kicker torn down and shoddily rebuilt three feet closer to the landing, and my ladder drop turned into the new place for everyone to sit and drink their half-gallons of iced tea. the landing area is apparently their new trash pit, as well.
5) having to give up and look for new places to build, but worrying about getting thrown in jail for building on private property, getting thrown in jail for building on public property, or getting shot, run over, or having my trails ruined by quad-piloting rednecks if i build anywhere else.
welcome to pennsylvania.
Dude, you need to move,life is too short to not do what you want. There are tons of place in the USA where the MTB scene is growing and builders are welcome. Hope you find your little corner of paradise
When you forget one essential tool and its a 20 min ride back home. Roots! Having a shit long walk through bushes just so you can hide your trail so dog walkers wont destroy it.
1) ...try being 3 hours from home and the closest shop being an hour more down the road.
2)It's not usually dog-walkers that tear our jumps down.. it's hikers. Dog-walkers are generally nice people and usually hang around and watch.