Climbing Cringe
I made friends with a lot of folks, One was Jonathan a local business man and sports fanatic.

I met him through my climbing buddy Andrew, what set Jonathan aside from other men was the sad fact that he had suffered from a horrible disease (Polio I think) in the fifties and his childhood effectively ended in pain and hospitals. His legs were severely damaged and he walked with sticks, but this did not stop him from climbing with us. Jonathan was also very capable of being extremely rude and stepping on the feelings of others.

So stood in UCR in Bristol with Jonathan, climbing rope hooked to the top of the double fang over hangs. We were chatting about mountain bikes and he asked me if he should get one by some cheap make or other.

I had just bought my first Kona and had spent a fortune on it and was feeling rather smug. "In my view Jonathan, you should buy a Kona. Anything else is for spastics!" Jonathan visibly sagged and I asked the gods to kill me where I stood. Ouch...




He bought a Kona Explosive and working together we adapted it so that he could ride it with out stabilisers. In effect I gave him a new form of freedom, but in my heart I carried a black mark because I knew that I had hurt him.
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 16:09, 2 replies)

i have a kona stinky
and i STILL ride like a spastic
(jordanchaos isn’t just any PeaRoast, this is a M&S PeaRoast, Wed 3 Dec 2008, 16:24, closed)

I had a Cinder Cone
that replaced my battered Orange Clockwork. The Kona was amazing. Fast, agile and thrilling ride. I bent the fork landing a jump badly and sold the bike for twenty quid more than I paid for it (the joys of staff discount in the bike shop). Got me a Giant XtC now that is just lovely and a custom made touring bike that is even better than you can imagine.
( Rev. Jayneflakes Buy my book, I need the cash for drugs and hookers, Thu 4 Dec 2008, 10:31, closed)