Simple Joy – Mountain Biking In the Rain

mountain biking in the rain

I love the rain. Mountain biking in the rain is magical.

I feel inspired to post again about Simple Joy: Mountain Biking in the Rain.

Yesterday it was pouring. I told some people that I was going mountain biking. They said “you CAN’T do that, it’s pouring.” And it was. Hardest rain I’ve seen here in a while.

Well, can’t shman’t. I went anyways. Mountain biking in the rain.

And it felt so … alive. I was all by myself up in the woods of Marin. Rain is pouring down, coating my face, running in rivulets down my thighs as I’m booking along. Suddenly I find myself way up in the hills, looking up at these mystical ancient trees 100 feet above me. Taking in the gold and orange of the fall colors, fallen leaves underfoot, water running in small brownish streams down the path.

Mountain biking in the rain.

The creeks are thundering, the rain is crashing down on the forest around me, and I feel completely at one with it all. My breath has become one with the sound of the rain. I look up at the sky, at the forest canopy, and water pours all over my face.

When I’m there, nothing can touch me. The past is gone. The future is gone. The world is mine.

Love,

erika awakening