everybody says that my brother is really good at dirt bike riding. he can go up vertical hills, in rivers, and pretty much anywhere. he always invites me to go with him but i refuse. the reason is i know he won’t wait for me. so i’ll probably try to catch him up and follow him. then along the way, i will hit something and fly over the handle bars. on a 10′ wave i’m not scared because it’s water, but when you fall in the mountain, it hurts! 
when my sister goes, i’m going. she’s actually pretty good but that’s the pace i want to go.
not only is it steep, there are lots of big rocks, branches, and trees all over the trail. you can get poked in the face by a branch, or break your ankle by a rock pretty easily. it’s pretty dam dangerous.
and this is the reward. once you get up to the top, you’re sweating so much. then you take off your helmet and cool down in minutes while appreciating this view. it’s breathtaking…
this is a great dirt bike gang to ride with. everybody’s super good and i’m like the beginner. so the more i go with these guys, the better i’ll get. just like foiling, we all love the speed!!!
