I am suffering from what I hesitate to call, yet can’t resist calling, because I love to use the phrase, and I think you love it too, Sophie’s Choice. And no, I don’t think it’s right to use the holocaust for my own personal amusement, and yet, what, what are you gonna do? It’s out there now, I called it Sophie’s Choice. History will be my judge. Or rather, Elden will be my judge. Hey, he’s the one who left me with the keys to the site while he left for New York City for the week to see the Empire State Building and Spamalot. I’m the one doing him the favor right? And who’s watching out for you, dear reader? Nobody, that’s who.
Anyway. Here’s my dilemma: Fall Moab 2006 is fast approaching (well, it’s in November, but still, seems like it’s right around the corner, a speeding freight train coming right at me). And while I have ridden my Surly Karate Monkey singlespeed almost exclusively for the last two years, and while I have openly declared my intention of riding Leadville next year on a rigid singlespeed (because it’s there), my Cannondale Gemini, with its 6 inches of fork travel and 7 inches of rear travel, sits in my garage and plaintively calls to me.
The siren call is not so much about gonzo downhilling (not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I feel like I can downhill just fine with a short travel fork, or even rigid fork, Fatty’s travails notwithstanding), but about technical riding. At Fall Moab 05, I sat and watched while others tried and scored on the zig zag move on Slickrock, while others made the cave hill move, while others made the triple stair on Gold Bar Rim. And by others, of course, I mean Rocky. And I had to sit there and watch, and mumble “I made that last year.”
Now, I will be the first to admit, if you pull my fingernails from my fingers, that Rocky is the superior technical rider. There, I said it. And yet, to sit on my single, and watch him make move after move, well, I’m not getting weepy or anything, but geez. It sucks.
On the other hand. Riding Moab on the single was a rush. Slickrock is made for singlespeeds. As long as you stick to the little white lines. Which we haven’t done in, oh, ten years.
But when you leave the trail, look for ledges, especially multiple ledges with twists and turns, well, that requires a bit of finesse. That may be fine for the likes of Kenny, or Brad, but I’m not that talented, I need mechanical advantage.
Alright, I’ve decided, thanks for listening. Here’s what I’m going to do: I’m going to get the Gemini into the shop (that’s the next dilemma, which shop? I’m kind of between shops right now.), get her cleaned up and non-squeakified, and ride her the rest of this season, up to Fall Moab 06, to get back into the groove. Then I’ll sell her, transform the Karate Monkey into a rigid speed demon, and ride that all of 07 getting ready for Leadville.
I love it when a plan comes together.
Thanks for working me through that. The check’s in the mail.