Things you just 'really like'…..

The “snap” of spds.

The pop tubeless tyres make as they seat properly. Each stroke of the track pump, just anticipating them popping into place…

The sound of a crisp gear change against a deep section carbon rim.

the sound of a TVR from my 911. lovely exhaust note. 😉

mowing the lawn.

listening to pantera whilst writing work project reports.

Popping bubble wrap, obvs.
Clicking the loose cartilage in my nose in and out of place.
Counting my steps in my head as I walk.

Brazing. Specifically, when fillet brazing, getting in the rhythm of perfect temperature and brass flow, and the brass fillets just stack up perfectly…

“even Mumford and Sons?”

every rule has an exception 😆

Touring the Alps on a motorbike

At this exact moment this: http://singletrackworld.com/forum/topic/jimll-paint-it

The brief silence you get as you pop a jump or drop on a really nice bit of singletrack.

Having my dog curled up sleeping next to me on the sofa on a Saturday afternoon when I’ve nothing better to do than nap and read.

BBQ on a warm summers day with the kids playing in the garden.

Masturbation.

And surfing dawn raids.

Sleeping outside on the trail, the more outside the better bivi>tarp>tent>car.

Swiming in lakes first thing in the morning while it’s misty, especialy after the above, and preceeding a mahoosive fry-up on the shore (why else does thick cut bacon come in packs of 6 if not to be eaten in one sitting?).

paulmgreen – Member

Alex Pollizzi

+1

I also love the sound and feel of old medium format cameras, I have a Bronica SQA that I hang on to solely for the feel of it.

Struggled with this one but dawn surfing raids is no.1

Tunnocks caramel wafers no.2

The smell of my cat when he’s asleep (his neck is the best).

The wind. Has to be a dark evening with a blustery, warmish wind. Reminds me of childhood.

A certain perfume worn by a girl I went out with. I get a whiff of it occasionally and it takes me right back. Gives me the horn too.

Mashed potato.

Class 40’s

+1
Early summer mornings on the beach – just me and the dog
Woodsmoke
Cut grass
Sailing in perfect conditions

From my biking days, the anticipation and excitement as the bike is warming up while donning helmet and gloves then the snick into first gear.
Also rolling off the ferry onto Douglas prom at the start of TT week.

The smell of a hot water bottle.

turning over the pillow in the night to get the cool side
truing a wheel
committing to a line and making it
watching my mates commit to a line and not making it

Stewed cheese at Simpsons.

Sitting on my surfboard out behind the breakers watching the sunset takes some beating, Feeling the back end of my MTB loose grip and slide out then feeling it grip again is good too!

Tail sliding my Scalextric Aston Martin DBR9

A cafe where the staff know your name.

Lyons fresh ground ‘Gourmet Italian’ coffee. Even better because it cost me £1 from my local pound shop.
Lovely…….especially with whiskey in it!

My first cup of perfect strong hot expresso mid-morning

Comming home in the evenings to my house on top of a hill with the view, the still air and the silence. can’t bring myself indoors on those days.

Listening to Pink Floyd full pelt (as I am now)

the elation that last the rest of the day after a really good hard ride.

I kind of get the impression that a few people missed/ignored this bit from the OP:

That, in essence, shouldn’t be so satisfying..

A holeshot (1st to the 1st corner in motocross).

I kind of get the impression that a few people missed/ignored this bit from the OP:

That, in essence, shouldn’t be so satisfying..

In that case… the “pop” that you get when you open a new jar of pesto.

On the subject of “pop”, going wake to wake on buttery smooth tropical waters.
And, getting a perfect toe edge way out wide, one handed, low to the water.
Freewheeling a bike. Any bike, any place, any time. Freewheeling along is AWSUMZ

going wake to wake on buttery smooth tropical waters

Sounds to me like that should certainly be satisfying.. ?

Hot long sunny afternoon, spliff, hardpack with that tiny gravel on top that rolls real fast, green grass, a nice long undulating piece of singletrack…mmmmm…motion is a powerful potion..

Loamy swoopy Singletrack

that just right feeling you get three or four a year on the bike

Oh. You expect me to actually read the OP? Pah! 😉

Being the first person to walk on a fresh snowfall.

The peace and quiet that is left to me and the dog when everyone else is off out away not near me. (Being antisocial basically).

Dry ground getting wet by rain smell

Seeing a dog stick its head out a moving car window

The “buzz” of a mountain bike tyre on a road

Being drunk with friends

Caron bank, Innerleithen

The car starting, and keeping on going. It always does, which, when you think about it, is pretty amazing. Think of all the development, all the bits that were designed and tested over the years.

This crosses my mind pretty often when I start the engine.

What a saddo!

Dry ground getting wet by rain smell

Petrichor.

Nailing the apex of a corner whilst walking.