My sister Kellene is staying at my house for a week, cleaning, cooking, chatting, and just generally making things awesome.
Well, Kellene loves mountain biking as much as I do. Like me, she loves to go on biking trips with her friends. Like me, she likes to get photos of the trips.
Not too different, right?
So a couple nights ago, Kellene turned on her computer and showed me some photos from her recent trips.
As it turns out, we’re considerably different.
Just for comparison’s sake, here are a few photos I have taken while out riding with my friends. First, here’s one of my best pictures ever: BotchedExperiment jumping a crevice.
Now here’s Rick Sunderlage (not his real name) climbing a sandy ledge.
And here’s Bob, wiping out on that sandy ledge.
And here’s a group photo.
As you can see, we’re very close.
OK, now let’s take a look at some of Kellene’s pictures. Here’s a nice posed shot in Moab.
And here’s another nice posed shot in Moab. Kellene’s the one on the left, by the way. Debbie — the one on the right — went to high school the same time I did. I was captain of the speech team (yes, really); she was cute and popular. It’s safe to say that we didn’t run in the same circles. Kinda weird that she and my sister are best friends now and that we all dig biking.
Or at least, I assume we all dig biking. So far I haven’t seen any evidence of actual bicycles being ridden by actual people in these photos.
Oh, and here’s another nice pose. Can you tell which of these women is ~60 years old?
Oh, look: there’s actually a bike in this next shot. Oh, never mind. It’s just a prop.
And here’s a nice posed shot from a trip to Vail they took. If I were to propose to my riding friends that we do a similar shot, I would have my teeth kicked in. And rightly so.
I know you’re going to find this hard to believe, but here’s another posed shot.
Holy smokes. Do these girls even bring bikes on these trips?
Oh, this is nice. They’re rescuing someone’s truck. Try to imagine this scenario, if you can. You’re a guy and your fancy-pants 4-wheeler is stuck. A bunch of women come by on bikes and ask you if they can take some pictures of them acting like they’re pulling your truck up. What do you say?
Well, if it’s my sister who asks, you say “yes.” Nobody can refuse her. It’s her super power.
Hey, how about another nice posed shot?
“You know what would be cool?” I can imagine my sister saying. “It would be cool if we took all our bikes and hung them up on this dead tree and took pictures of us sitting around it.”
We’re from the same family. Only three years separating us (Kellene’s the first child, I’m the second). Same enjoyment of hanging out with a close group of friends. Same love of riding.
Totally. Different. Bike trips.