Competition: WIN Bontrager XXX Race Shoes (size 42)!

Well, this is a turnip for the books. Earlier this week, the ever-lovely Jez from Trek stopped by to say hello, drink coffee and chat. Under his arm was a box of goodies, which you can see in all its glory in this week’s Fresh Goods Friday.

And in there was a gloriously yellow pair of disco slippers – here they are:

Fresh Goods Friday 698 - The Boom Box Edition

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Now these are light, they’re extremely expensive – they retail at £260 – and they’re out of stock. You can’t get them any more. And they’re a size 42 – we ONLY have them in a size 42. So no, we don’t have then in a 41. Or a 43. Or  44. You get the idea.

They have BOA closure thingies, to ensure a snug fit…

…that strange one-way fabric to keep your heels firmly LOCKED in place when you’re charging through the field…

…and they’re as stiff as a stiff thing. See that number 14 up there? ^^ THAT’S OUT OF TEN, PEOPLE. Yep. 14 out of 10. Which basically tells us two things:

1. These things are hella stiff.
2. The marketing people at Trek are 140% of AWESOME.

Also, maths.

But let’s not met us detract, here, from a frankly BO pair of daps, in the brightest yellow to drop through the Singletrack Portal in many a long year. And you, yes you could win them!

OK, for the record once again, these are a size 42 ONLY. We have one pair; this is it. Size 42? Fancy a go? You might as well enter! Not size 42? Want to bequeath them to a mate/taunt him or her for evermore? You might as well enter. You have literally nothing to lose apart from a few scant seconds…

So what do you do?

Email competition@singletrackworld.com with the subject line “Bontrager Competition” before midday, Friday 13 May:

Tell us why you deserve them more than anyone else! Be as ridiculous as you like – the best entry wins. Please also include your Singletrack username, and we’ll be in touch with the winning entry soon!

Don’t forget, the competition will close at 12 NOON Friday 13th May, and is open to entries from the UK only. One entry per person. Sorry about that.

Good luck!

Barney Marsh

Barney Marsh takes the word ‘career’ literally, veering wildly across the road of his life, as thoroughly in control as a goldfish on the dashboard of a motorhome. He’s been, with varying degrees of success, a scientist, teacher, shop assistant, binman and, for one memorable day, a hospital laundry worker. These days, he’s a dad, husband, guitarist, and writer, also with varying degrees of success. He sometimes takes photographs. Some of them are acceptable. Occasionally he rides bikes to cast the rest of his life into sharp relief. Or just to ride through puddles. Sometimes he writes about them. Bikes, not puddles. He is a writer of rongs, a stealer of souls and a polisher of turds. He isn’t nearly as clever or as funny as he thinks he is.

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