- 1993 exploding mountain bikes video. retro class !
- uncle zaskarMember
Ahhh that’s great – it was videos like this and reading the early issues of MBUK that got me into cycling in the first place..
Things were so much simpler then – no worrying about dropper posts, full suspension, boost, tyre combos, electronic shifting, etc
just rock up at your local race with a bike and go… 🙂
I think this is why gravel biking is taking off because it harks back to a time when things were simplerPosted 4 days agota11pau1Subscriber
OP you absolute frigging legend!
I have been looking for this dvd for a couple of years now, I watched this so many times when I had it (93, I would have been 12 so they must have included it with MBUK a few years later) that I reckon I wore out the DVD!
Looking back, I may have watched it that many times for another reason..
I vividly remember the rocky descent at 23:30, been trying to find it for ages!! How times have changed!Posted 3 days agoMarkBrewerMember
& no Dez an 80mm Fox doesn’t feel like a Judy DH.
Those forks are like BoXXers compared to some old Marzocchi XC51’s 😂
I was still at school in this era and remember dreaming about owning a Kona Lava Dome. I bought one a few years back and it came with those forks on it, I remember hurtling down Smith’s combe on the Quantocks on it wondering if they were going to snap before I made it to the bottom.
I swapped them for some Project 2’s not long after that!Posted 3 days agocrazy-legsSubscriber
Magazines were still just as full of bollocks, people just obsessed over different things.
Remember the endless debates about how bikes would basically fall to pieces if you went from 7sp to 8? 8sp to 9 would be nothing short of armageddon as wheels disintegrated and chains snapped.
Fun times.Posted 3 days agoglobaltiMember
God that video fills me with nostalgia. My brother and I were so obsessed with mountain biking that we lived, talked and dreamed nothing else until the rest of our family got sick of us. We used to do Polaris Mountain Marathons, NEMBA races and all sorts of stuff. You could shoulder one of those bikes up a mountain easily enough then ride down. I remember staying with friends in Cumbria and taking the bike up High Street; when I got back my friend, who was an outdoor pursuits instructor, couldn’t believe how far I had gone so the following week he bought a mountain bike as well. He killed himself on it on Lonscale Fell but that’s another story.Posted 3 days agoPoopscoopSubscriber
I doubt I’ll ever have as much fun as I had back then on mountain bikes. 93 was just about when I would have bought my first mtb. An Emmelle Classic. I worked at Charlie Browns and they are about the best bikes they sold back then! Lol
Then the regular Sunday morning rides started in earnest. No matter the weather, no matter how bad your hangover was. We would ride to an agreed point on the North Downs near the Medway Towns and then just ride till there was a reason to just have to head for home. Much delight was always had if someone had a niggling mechanical they just couldn’t solve. Nothing bad enough to ruin the ride. Just annoying. A randomly dropped chain would fit the bill… particularly if it happened to a rider that took such things far too seriously.😆
Learning to maintain the bike, the fact that every trail was new to us and riding with a bunch of mates that had just come into the hobby as well. I remember being well chuffed when a mate gave me his cast off Kevlar bead Smoke. I owned a FOLDING tyre! I don’t think anyone I rode with used anything other than Smoke or Darts.
I suppose I am remembering that time of my life with huge fondness as much as the biking. The biking helped though…
These early days of riding ensured that even when I didn’t have a bike for years at a time I always knew it was a pastime I would return to as I was a “mountain biker.”
The only other hobby that had ever grabbed me like that was metal detecting.
I’ve learnt that the common denominator is the countryside and the friendships made in both of those pastimes.
Happy days and thanks for posting op.Posted 1 day ago
Yes indeed… whole days out in the countryside, every single weekend without fail, no matter what the weather. Arguments with my mate that we remember fondly now, cos he’d planned too long a route and I had a cold! Or cos we’d laughed at a crash the other had had, where they’d actually hurt themselves.. 😂 Wonderful times.Posted 1 day ago
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