I was out riding yesterday and was reminded about the first time I rode one of my bikes. I clearlly remember how I was just cruising along on the Bonneville Shoreline Trail up above the University of Utah and not really thinking much except how much fun I was having. The whole reality of it all set in when I was flying down city creek, a steep turny, rocky bit that I really enjoy...that is when I thought about how I was the manufacturer of the frame below me...crazy! I felt confident and blown away at the same time. That frame lives on the wall with several others now, sad thought, but clearly the frames have gotten better since then, but just like that day on city creek...I still have moments where I remember who made my bike. Who made yours?
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