Birth of your first child?
Popping your cherry?
Watching the sunrise from the top of a mountain?

Or finally tracking down and completely eliminating that annoying creak in your bike when you pedal?

I’ve just done the last one and I feel a happy mix of relaxed and smug.

Courier turning up with long awaited bike order!

The tickly bit.

Hopefully finding that creak tomorrow!

Or watching the sunset and skylarks on Hergest Ridge during a ride (last night), might put some Mike Oldfield on my phone to compete the picture next time….

I’ve had a few best feelings in the world but the best is yet to come…

The moment I drive out of work knowing I never have to go back.

Orgasm(s) are my go too 🙂

Knowing that my partner also doesn’t want kids.
The sound of our cat purring after he’s been missing.
Not crashing the bike after a butt clenching moment.

For me it’s the feeling I get from watching my children’s love for the outdoors grow every time I take them for an adventure. In particular my eldest who has his issues but really comes alive in the hills. Nothing else comes remotely near.

flagging somebody’s ride and getting a KoM back 8)

For me it’s skiing down fresh fluffy powder in the morning sun.

(Not a Dad yet)

Nope, nothing yet comes anywhere near to quieting that annoying pedalling noise.

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The moment I drive ride out of work knowing I never have to go back.

Even going home at the end of the day/week feels more euphoric on the bike

In particular my eldest who has his issues but really comes alive in the hills.

Is he twenty seven and a half, by any chance?

Beating Mrs Taxi’s team at skittles tonight 😀 😀 😀

Is he twenty seven and a half, by any chance?

Hahaha – no, but he can be a proper B at times if that helps.

Doing that drop you’ve been looking at that’s bigger than any drop you’ve done before and not dying!

Doing that drop you’ve been looking at that’s bigger than any drop you’ve done before and not dying!

Birth of your first child?
Popping your cherry?
Watching the sunrise from the top of a mountain?

Or finally tracking down and completely eliminating that annoying creak in your bike when you pedal?

The first three, yep, amazing (weird order though). Last one? Nope, not possible – it just can’t be done, it’ll be back tomorrow, give it up man.

That moment when your bike box appears on the oversized conveyor belt at Geneva airport.

When your quarterly bloods tell you that your cancer hasn’t come back…

Bit selfish but wtf 🙂

That single split second moment, which plays out as if in slow motion, wide screen technicolour, that moment you loose control of your bike, balanced right on the ragged edge, and yet somehow bring it all back under control without crashing!

Unfortunately, for every moment like that^^ there are roughly 27 others where you don’t catch it, and crash badly……. 😉

Having a sketchy moment on the bike but just getting though it and surviving on the trail, the whole reason I started riding again was going with my brother biking in the lakes and having that feeling.
A little bit out of control but not coming off 😀
I feel alive with that feeling.

I’ve been hooked ever since.

Coming home from work I crest the hill and get to see the Beacons lit by the afternoon sunlight.

My home and my family is just down there, off to the right a bit beneath the mountain, down in the valley, in the trees, just by there.

Every working day I drive away from this. And then every working day I return to it, and I love it. I’ve tried not to smile as I crest that hill but I just can’t do it, it is phenomenal.

If there was a god I would give thanks.

And then meeting that special person with whom you have chosen to spend your life with, and who has chosen to reciprocate. That is quite a buzz too.

For me, nothing will ever repeat the feeling of jumping out of a plane, opening my eyes and looking at the Namib desert; feeling that I was floating; with no sensation df speed apart from the noise of the wind. A moment that will life with me for the rest of my life.

Also learning to manual

Passing PhD Viva…freedom!

“Nothing compares to the simple pleasure of riding a bike.” ~ John F. Kennedy

The moment you realise all those little things like bike squeaks don’t matter

When your quarterly bloods tell you that your cancer hasn’t come back…

Bit selfish but wtf

I wouldn’t call that selfish. I would call that a Result!

When a relative or the patient says “Thanks for what you have done”.

Going to miss that.

Badnewz – yes, agree 😀

Falling in love again at 53 and realizing life aint quite over yet! 🙂

Woow Ambrose…took my breath away.

I don’t know if it’s the best, but putting new socks onto freshly washed feet is one of my favourites.

.Leaving work to go to on holiday the next day.

.The moment your wife and children leave the house for the weekend leaving you to your devices for 2 whole days and 1 evening.

.That perfect moment you get on some rides just over half way through, where you’re warmed up and you are riding really strong and you just get a sense of *something* I dunno, in the moment, specialness, awesome… all that.

The first tug after my vasectomy – just sayin 😀

Can i add:

The feeling you get, when for the first time your “quick” riding buddy doesn’t manage to drop you on a decent section of trail!

(Happened to me yesterday evening. For once i wasn’t riding like a sack of spuds, and he was definitely a bit off form, but i’m taking the moral victory away anyway 😆 )

Exactly what Jekyll said.
& washing a fishfinger sandwich down with a gulp of tea.

Getting your knee down in Gerrard’s at 90+mph

The feeling after a big turd