..and captures the flavor of the Impossibility - for us mere mortals.

Think the flic is more like ~ Int'l Grade Moto-Cross meets Skateboarders with a Death Wish though. Motocross in past has been likened to aviation*: typically people ricochet around a course at humongous speeds.. merely touching 'ground' long enough to alter airborne direction! (to miss an obstacle or 'use' it for launch). Virtually all of the Masters got their first micro-bike at about 2 years of age (some have guessed: One year, but..) and rarely got off them except maybe to eat, occasionally sleep. (They Know No Fear because they got so good so fast - rarely experienced the Second Law: Pain Hurts.)

* worse: you are Right At The Scene of the Accident 100% of the time, not 5000' ft. of thinking-time away.

English Trials OTOH are mostly s l o w; feet must Never come off the pegs [Rule 1]. The course has been prepared by someone with the combined skills of Torquemada and Idi Amin and the conscience of a sleazy biznessman whose name begins with a G or a B:

Greasy.. Slickern'shit MUD or mossy or mud-covered Rocks - as many reverse-camber "turns into wall-like obstructions" as possible. Dead stop is an often event, as various tactics are tried. Getting over decaying logs with a coefficient of friction of 0.001 is merely: usual. Get the pic? Ballet in slo-mo.

Dick Mann, a (Pro) racer and all-round Master of all things kinetic.. used to come around to the "playground" of moderate hills & such at Point Richmond (Calif.). Sometimes he'd ride up, kill engine, carry on a conversation of 10 minutes or more -- all the while with feet on pegs, and remaining stationary! Then.. he'd kickstart (no namby-pamby Electric stuff on lean, mean machines) and ride off [or ^^Up^^].

A perfect illustration of the limits of brute-force, bravado - it's more like ballet than 'combat', and apparently for actual Pros, it's chess and not jousting.



Loved the concrete cube! Now slather it with Slik-50.. :-\ufffd

Ashton