Mountain Bike Game Pc
Video Game Awards 2006
I think there may have been lead plating around the steel. Whatever its composition, it was gravity´s mortal enemy.
The first stretch out of town was awesome. It was about 8 o’clock in the morning. There were rolling hills with stone walls separating pieces of farm land, each with a grouping of mud or stone houses, complementing the scenery perfectly.
Once out of town, it was dead quiet – not a breath of wind. For perhaps 6km, I rode over the low hills, between stone walls, crossing streams with iced up edges, enjoying the fresh morning. There were many turns and forks, so I just took whichever path looked like it would take me to the mountain.
Once I left the main farm area, I could even ride through the sparse grass off the road if I wanted to go here or there for a quick photo.
Then I got to a hill. Not a small gentle one, but a big steep one blocking the nice view of my destination mountain. But I had expected this, I was prepared. I whipped my bag of coca leaves out of my pocket, and stuffed my cheek full of them. I rested for a while and chewed, savouring the disgusting bitter taste.
Coca leaves are amazing. They give you energy, help with altitude sickness, and take away hunger. Off I went.
I pounded away up the hill, standing on the pedals. It got steeper and steeper, then the road veered across the hill and I could see the road trailing away into the distance in the wrong direction. I turned off the road and rode straight up the hill. Soon the ever increasing incline got too steep for the one hard gear. Undaunted, I stopped for a water break, stuffed more coca into my mouth, and started pushing my lead pony up the hill.
It got ever steeper, and now the grass was studded with small boulders. Things were getting really tough. When the gradient was around 45 degrees, I resorted to taking 10 paces at a time, then stopping to breathe for a while. My tongue and left cheek was becoming numb from all the coca. Damn the air was thin up there! In this way, I finally crested the hill, and boy was it worth it. a steep ridge fell away below me. There was a series of three small lakes in a mountain valley, with snowy peaks in the background. Thankfully, there was also a road down there, but I had to get to it first.
There was only one way. I shouldered my bike/tank, and had a hairy scramble down the slope. I don’t know how I didn’t fall. I must have stumbled or skidded at least a dozen times, once doing an ungraceful pirouette followed by a neatly controlled skid to regain my balance.
My decent was rapid, and soon I was on the nice, gentle slope near the bottom of the hill where I could jump on the bike and ride across the slope at an angle to join the road at the bottom. I rode to a point where I had a stunning view of the lakes and mountains, and sat down to take it in for a while.
Time came to leave.
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