Many bikes have been the perfect bike on a given day on a given trail. That is of course until I face plant around the next corner. A few moments stand out…
My Sunn Tox once it had a set of Mozo Pro 3.5s and a Hope Mini on the front. With a riser bar and bar ends obviously.
First run down a hill on my first full sus (original SC blur)
First DH race on my 224 realising how much you can get away with on a big bike.
Orange Blood with CCDB at last years mega until I broke my shoulder and then my saddle fell off (bit sore from that point on)
Think the blood is the bike that over the years I regret the demise of the most. Perfect?????…. There will always be the next new and shiny upgrade waiting round the corner lust after.