#BMX Trails

[means1974]

Late Summer session. First time through some real big jumps.

[thetrailcollective]

We’ve been hard at work on this one. With a few changes and challenges, here is the final concept design for Fanny Street Reserve Bike Park in Moonee Ponds, Victoria, Australia. Share it with someone you’d shred it with. @cityofmooneevalley #ridettc #ttc #thetrailcollective #bmx #buildbmx #buildcommunity #community #livefortrails #trails #trail #bmxtrails #ausbmx #openspaces #city #cityofmooneevalley #healthyactivelifestyle #families #bikepark #pumptrack #bybmxersforbmxers #design #haveyoursay #victoria #mooneevalley #mooneeponds #melbourne (at Moonee Ponds, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cqv9MMnSo7h/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[quick-release-velozine]

Summer 2016.

[bikeaospedacos]

Gabriel Chaves conquista o título do BMX Estilo Livre 2024

Com a forte chuva deste domingo, em Carapicuíba, a definição, como no ano passado, foi feita com os resultados de sábado

Com a forte chuva deste domingo, em Carapicuíba, a definição, como no ano passado, foi feita com os resultados de sábado Pelo segundo ano consecutivo, o maior adversário dos finalistas do BMX Estilo Livre 2024 surgiu de fora da pista do Caracas Trails, em Carapicuíba, na Região Metropolitana de São Paulo. No entanto, neste domingo, minutos antes do início da bateria final, a forte chuva acabou…

[jeffambrose]

Hard to believe but I’ve been chasing Zac on two wheels for 30 years now. Literally thousands of miles together from BMX bikes in 1994 to some of the most amazing trails and roads I’ve experienced last week in Knoxville. With the rides fewer and farther between these days the shared miles carry more weight.

[viceroywrites]

reunions and opportunities - chapter nine

gary x fem!reader

both of you didn't get the ideal high school experience it would make sense that you both would be dreading the reunion.

little did you know how many doors would open after that.

ao3 version here - chapters on tumblr are slightly rewritten and restructured.

content warning: fic contains smut in later chapters. discussions of mental health including trauma and potential ptsd (aka gary is traumatized). this chapter contains smut - dni if you are a minor.

chapter nine

Gary had a distinct ranking of the best events that happened in his life: landing a punch on Brock Samson, Christmas, getting his first BMX bike, and meeting the cast of Firefly.

Little did he know that he would be adding a new event to that list this evening: losing his virginity.

The combination of a few glasses of red wine throughout dinner and seeing you in the dress that seemed to accentuate your figure perfectly (he’d have to thank Sheila on a later day for that) led to the compromising position Gary found himself in - his large sweaty palms resting on your hips with you sat between his thick thighs as he savored the taste of your soft lips.

Soft pants echo in the living room as you and Gary finally separate for air, a string of saliva connecting both your lips following the desperate make-out session. 

“Do you want to keep going?” You say, your hands resting on Gary’s broad chest as you look down at the henchman. Gary finds himself distracted by the patterns your fingers draw against the fabric of his sweater before gazing up at you.

“Oh God, yes but… -” Gary bites his lip, hesitating as he tries to find the right words which causes you to tilt your head in confusion. It takes a few seconds of silence before the wheels that are turning in your head finally click.

“Oh my God, Gary… this is your first time?” You question which causes him to wince at your query before nodding his head reluctantly. 

You lean forward, causing Gary’s grip on your hips to tighten as he feels your soft chest rest against his. Your lips press against his chin, placing a trail of kisses that leaves him trembling beneath your touch before your hand reaches up to cup his stubble jawline to press a reassuring kiss on his lips. 

“I’ll take good care of you, okay?” You purr softly against his ear, causing him to let out a groan in response. “Let me know if you want me to stop at any point, we’ll take things slow.”

He nods eagerly, following your lead as you slide off his lap and take his hand, guiding him to the bedroom. His heart is pounding through his chest and his hands are damp from sweat as his wandering eyes get sucked into the hypnotic sway of your hips. Gary gulps, his Adam’s apple bobbing as you take a seat at the edge of your bed, beckoning him with the curl of your finger to join you.

“Don’t be afraid to touch me, your hands were only on my hips earlier.” You give him an encouraging grin, taking his hands and guiding them to your chest, causing Gary’s cheeks to turn red. You had picked up on the henchman’s appreciation of breasts pretty quickly after a few lingering stares, particularly when you were wearing anything that accentuated your chest from tight tops to lower necklines.

“S-Sorry… didn’t want to be too forward. Does this feel good?” He stuttered out, watching your expression carefully as his large fingers grip tighter around your breasts, almost creaming his pants at the sensation of the soft flesh sinking into his fingertips. 

You let out a soft sigh of satisfaction, nodding in response, which Gary takes as a green light to massage and squeeze them further. “O-Oh my god, they feel so much better than I imagined.” He groans mostly to himself. If you asked Gary directly for his preference, ass or tits, he would deny having one vehemently up and down. However, his weakness has always been boobs since he had first discovered that Cupcakes magazine in the forest and yours felt heavenly.

While Gary did his own exploration of your body, your eyes greedily took in his stocky frame, loving how the sweater he wore accentuated his broad shoulders. Wanting to feel and see those muscles bare, your fingertips crept at the edge of his sweater, pushing the fabric up.

Gary jumped at your touch, shuddering as your cold fingers caressed up his large abdomen before lingering at his pecs. He gazed down and chuckled at the sight of you impatiently tugging at the fabric, flattered at how eager you were to see his body.

“Alright, alright, and I thought I was the excited virgin.” Gary pulled away briefly to tug off his sweater, revealing his bare upper body to you for the first time. Your eyes indulged in the eye candy - trailing from his wide shoulders and toned upper arms to his pecs before landing on his ‘Hench 4 Life’ tattoo plastered across his abdomen.

“You have a tattoo?!” You exclaim with a teasing grin, your fingers tracing the letters. Gary bites his lip, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment and pleasure before shakily admitting, “Technically I have two.”

Your eyebrow raises in curiosity and Gary groans in defeat, turning around to show you his second tattoo - a butterfly tramp stamp. You can’t help but let out a giggle at the sight of it, “You have to be the most loyal henchman I’ve ever met. Practically giving your body to the Monarch, you slut.”

Gary rolls his eyes playfully before turning back to face you, his large frame pinning you down and towering over you as he rests his hands by your hips, sinking into the mattress. He leans down to press kisses on your neck, tickling you with his stubble before his hand tugs at the zipper at the back of your dress, “You’re a bit overdressed, m’lady. Not really fair if I’m the only one half naked.”

You hastily unzip your dress, you and Gary’s hands both impatiently tugging the fabric off before it drops to the floor, being left in just your bra and panties. Gary’s mouth goes dry at the sight, one of his hands cupping your breast through the lace bra while the other fumbles with the clasp at the back.

The moment he unclasps the pesky piece of lingerie, Gary’s fingertips fumble against your hardened nipples, shuddering at the sound of your moans as he squeezes and tugs on them. “Oh my god, they’re so soft.” He mutters.

“Y-You can suck on them if you want.” You stutter out before letting out a surprised yelp as Gary takes up your offer immediately as he tucks his head down, cupping the flesh before wrapping his lips hungrily around your nipple. 

Gary feels like he’s died and gone to heaven, suckling on your chest while his hands continue to grope the soft pillowy mounds. His eyes roll back at the sensation of your hand palming the sizable bulge that is straining through his jeans, his groan vibrating against your flesh. 

His hands release your breasts and shakily trail down your abdomen to your hips, his fingertips caressing the edge of your panties. “May I?” The burly henchman checks with you before continuing and pulls the fabric down at your nod, almost ripping it with his excitement.

Kicking it to the side after it slides down to your ankle, you spread your legs wider, allowing Gary to adjust himself between your legs. Seeing the uncertainty flash in his eyes as he takes in the sight of your damp slit, you take his hand, guiding him on how to touch you.

Your eyes roll back and your toes curl at the sensation of Gary’s large thumb brushing against your clit on accident, arching your hips against his touch. Gary takes note of your reaction, relishing in every whimper and moan as he slowly circles his thumb against your sensitive nub as he carefully slides a single finger inside your hole.

His fingers are thick in comparison to yours and you shudder at the stretch it gives. Gary gazes at you in awe, amazed how wet you are for him already as he slides a second finger into you, groaning at how you arch against his touch. 

“Fuck, Gary, I need you. Please.” You whimper and Gary’s eyes widen at your desperate plea. He pulls his thick fingers out from your hole and begins to unbuckle his pants hastily. Gary tugs both his boxers and pants down in one motion, kicking it to the side, leaving him in just his socks, embroidered with the Monarch logo that Dr. Mrs. had gifted him after seeing him walk around with way too many holey socks.

Gary’s length sprung out, average in length but making up for it in girth and thickness with his balls looking quite heavy. His pink tip is already leaking out pre-cum. You can’t help but lean your head down to lap up the clear bead causing Gary to flinch and shudder at the sensation of your warm tongue against his tip.

“Oh god, as much as I would love a blowjob, I might nut the moment you put your mouth on me and I need to have you.” Gary panted, grabbing your shoulders delicately and pulling you away from his aching length. You chuckled and laid back into the sheets.

Gary adjusts his positioning between your legs, shuddering as he presses the tip against your wet entrance but huffing as he is unable to slide into you on the first try. Seeing his frustration, you lend a helping hand as you reach between your spread legs, biting your lip as your hand wraps around the base of his shaft and guides him towards your wetness.

You both let out a soft gasp as Gary’s length finally starts to sink into you. Inch by inch, Gary slips deeper inside your warm walls, letting out a groan as he slides all the way in, “Fuuck, you feel amazing… so warm and soft..” 

Your legs tremble at how Gary’s dick stretches you out, whimpering as you feel his tip sink deep and hit the sweet spot that causes your toes to curl. “You can move, Gary… please, I need more.” You pant out and Gary gladly indulges your requests.

His hips snap forward, the sensation of your hole tightening around his dick unlike anything he’s ever experienced. Gary chases the high, loving every single noise you made, from gasps begging for more to elongated moans.

Gary’s thrusts become more and more desperate, practically rutting against you in short yet deep bursts, as you tighten your legs around his chubby frame. Pulling him into you, your moans and whines are suddenly muffled as Gary leans down to kiss your lips hungrily, your tongues colliding together as the lewd sound of skin slapping together grows louder, echoing throughout the bedroom. 

His large hands can’t help but explore your body, his fingers digging into your flesh and dragging up and down the warm skin. He wanted to be as close to you as possible, feeling every inch of you as if you might disappear beneath his grasp. Every sensation felt overwhelming and one final snap of his hips combined with your nails digging against his brawny back brought Gary over the edge.

Letting out a loud groan, he came, causing you to whimper at the sensation of rope after rope filling up your insides. Heavy pants escaped Gary’s lips as he caught his breath, his forehead and upper body lightly glistening with sweat. He finally gazed down at you apologetically, “Sorry… It felt so good. You didn’t finish, did you?” 

You shook your head about to sit up but Gary’s large hand pressed down on your stomach. You looked up at him in confusion before gasping as he replaced his softening shaft with two of his thick fingers. “B-Babe, it’s fine!” Gary chuckled tiredly, tilting his head, “You really thought I wouldn’t make sure you cum, m’lady?”

Any protest dies in your throat as Gary pressed his thumb against your clit, rolling it in delicate circles. “Just want to make you feel good…” Gary mutters against your lips before ensnaring them into a deep kiss. Despite the henchman lacking in technique, he makes up for it in spades with his eagerness as his fingers pick up the pace, listening to your pleas and commands obediently. 

Your thighs tremble as you finally come undone, a muffled cry vibrating against Gary’s lips. Gary finally breaks the heavy liplock, pulling his fingers out and shifting so he can wrap you in his muscular arms. You sink into Gary’s warm chest almost out of instinct, snuggling up into the broad expanse of his torso. 

“That was awesome…” Gary says breathlessly, stroking patterns absentmindedly into your back as he relishes in the moment. You chuckle, listening to his pounding heartbeat with your cheek pressed up against his skin. Both of you sat comfortably in the silence for a bit, enjoying each other’s company, before Gary got up reluctantly to get a clean-up towel for the both of you.

“Are you sure you haven’t had sex before, babe? You sure know a lot about aftercare.” You comment with a grin, shuddering lightly at the sensation of the warm cloth dragging against your inner thighs, surprised at Gary’s gentle touch. Gary’s cheeks flushed at your comment, “I’m a virgin, not an incel. Plus I’ve read enough Reddit posts on r/sex to know how to be a gentleman in bed.”

“Well, technically, you’re not a virgin anymore.” You tease as your hand takes the shirt and clean pair of underwear that Gary passes to you. Gary slides on his boxers, slipping into the covers with you and pulling you back into his arms. “And it is an honor to lose it to you, m’lady. Like hands down, tonight ranks as one of the best moments of my life.”

“Even better than fighting against Brock Samson?”

“Okay, don’t push it.”

Soon enough, the long day caught up to you both, slumber hitting you faster than expected.

It was the first night that Gary finally was able to sleep soundly.

[mezmer]

cyclist hate is so cringe. can you imagine hating somebody for riding a bike and following cyclist laws. if you see a cyclist with a nice road bike, cycling jersey, reflectors, expensive looking helmet, i promise they are probably following bike laws and have read them. i have to remind people all the time they're literally following the law lol. a crackhead with a bag of 40s on a children's BMX bike however, may or may not be following cyclist laws. i recommend any drivers go and read up on those for your state before you get pissed about somebody "riding in the road" cuz if there's no bike trail or lane that's where they ride lol

[lunarsilkscreen]

Sonic (The Hedgehog)

Sonic is effectively a simulation of what happens if an AI guided missile gains sentience. This is most apparent in Sonic Adventure 2 [SA2], where he is literally dropped from an aircraft carrier in a guided missile strike against the Military Industrial Complex.

[SA2] set the defacto standard on what a Sonic game *should* be, with the follow up handheld titles following in its footsteps. Bringing the new mechanics to the old style 2D platformer we know and love.

The latest Sonic Game approaches a post civilization SonicWorld very much in the same vein of the FFXIV Endwalker expansion. Melancholy, devoid of hope, devoid of other people to interact with. But endless expanses to explore. And memories to reminisce about.

This feels like a sequel to the failed SonicRPG.

[SA2] set the standard because this was a time where extreme sports dominated our culture. Skateboarding, BMX, MotoX, Snowboarding, even Rollerblading occasionally became huge.

SA2 cashed in because Sonic was the poster-child for Extreme Sports. He was biologically designed to be extreme.

There's a series of Mods for Jet Set Future, one includes a modification of the first SA1 level with some JetSet mechanics included.

Essentially playing JetSet, while completing a sonic level.

This is how I feel a Sonic title should be. Faster, Extreme, and Stylish. Take away the points for chaining tricks together and use the tricks as alternate modes of getting towards your goal, and that's what a Sonic game should feel like.

The latest Sonic game, while I haven't played very much of it, seems to have a mindset of putting a bunch of different visually interesting launch pads to change the dynamics of traversal, but it feels more sandbox-y. More like a SkatePark. Not that it's a bad thing. SA1 features something similar, being able to run around the world exploring before jumping into the next painting to collect stars to unlock the next stage and new areas.

Oh wait .. did I get my games mixed up? I don't think so it, that sounds right.

What Sonic tends to get wrong most of the time, is that Sonic is a character that has learned everything from extreme sports, and instead of going to the skate park, the whole world is his skate park. And he uses his insane free running abilities to get to goals completely.

Sure he's super fast, but that's not his whole character. He also does things that look like tricks that have a meaning in regards to traversal.

I think a Sonic stage should be like a Snow Covered Mountain with multiple trails of different difficulties. They all end up at the same finish line, but you can take different trails based on where they connect, where you start, and how the trail changed over time.

[nozomijoestar]

DECLARATION OF STATE

Formally Announcing the Asuka Kazama City State

State Flag:

Explanation of colors and symbols:

Thin light blue stripes for freedom, dark blue stripes for bicycle, medium blue center stripe for courage and authority, cassette in center for the guarded nature of Asuka's heart but she continues turning ie. Existing to serve whatever function she determines for herself, also represents her use of Kazama Style as a keep away defensive offense art much like how Asuka refuses to simply let others be close to her, barn swallow bellow the cassette for free spirit, travel, Asuka's symbolic animal, rising above obstacles- followed by a light green spiral trail representing wind, Asuka's default ki color, and the Kazama Style and Kazama Powers

Government Type: Autocracy

Ruler Title: Peacemaker

Current Ruler: Asuka Kazama

Referral Address for Ruler: Her Excellency

Official Languages: Japanese, French, English

National Color: Blue

National Animal: The Zinogre

National Vehicle: Bicycle

National Bird: Barn Swallow

National Dish: Takoyaki, Bentos consisting of rice rolls tied horizontal by seaweed, folded omelettes, pickled radishes, a cherry tomato, and hot dogs cut to look like cartoon octopuses

Origin Martial Arts: Kazama-Ryu, Street Brawling

National Sport: BMX Racing, Cycle Sports (including competitive jumping off towers on a bicycle), Martial Arts, and felons or delinquents being released into a blocked off section of town streets to be hunted and challenged by participants- whoever knocks out the most criminals/public nuisances wins prize money and medals

Administrative/Capital Center: Kazama House and Dojo

Currency: Cassettes (coinage and bills; Asuka's face is minted on the coins with a barn swallow backing, the bills show Asuka in portrait riding her bike or in her gi for higher values, Zinogre for lowest value bills)

Major Districts: AsuLili Administrative District (known for its Monaco-Japan fusions and the University of Homoeroticism), Cycling District, Martial District, Residence Hills District

Military: Militias trained in Kazama Ryu and offense focused cycling (forever at war with the Martial Kingdom of Feng Wei and the State of Jin Kazama, tenuous peace with the Lili Nation, allies with the Ling Nation, Republic of King, and Leo Federation as well as the Alisa Micro-Republic, Neutral to Jun Kazama Province and potential ally with the Kazuya Sneaker Empire)

Education: Preschool through University with High School and University being optional higher education that is free and government subsidized

Major Exports: Bicycles, Martial Arts Equipment, Octopus, Rice, Theorems and Treatises on Homosexuality

Transportation: Centered around buses, trains, bicycles, and walk friendly streets- no cars, motorcycles restricted

Legal Drinking Age and Age of Majority: 18

Public Security System: Vigilantism legal and case validity assessed by mediators

---

This post allied with the Kaz Nation and Jun Kazama Province @scalproie / @kazamajun

[fallauween]

Susan River Fall Colors by Mike Lee

Via Flickr: The Susan River Canyon near Susanville California, USA is a beautiful area 365 days a year. But it can be absolutely vibrant if caught on the right autumn day, such as this drizzly October Morning. This image was captured about 2 miles east of the Devil’s Corral Trailhead on the Bizz Johnson Trail. It��s looking upriver from very near one of the two tunnels on the trail, which is an old railroad grade that is now part of America’s vast Rails to Trails network of such grades turned to paths for non-motorized travel. “The Bizz” follows what was long ago part the Fernley and Lassen Branch of the Southern Pacific Railroad. It travels approximately 25 miles from the town of Susanville to Westwood, about 16 miles of which is along the Susan River. I’ve spent many years living in the area and now travel the trail as a middle aged man in hiking shoes, many years removed from when I traveled it as a teen on a BMX bicycle.

[residents-of-the-darkforest]

Dark Forest Residences: Birchflight & Foxfire

Birchflight

Aliases / Nicknames: ??

Gender: molly 

Sexuality: pansexual, polyamorous 

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Haretalon (sister), Breezeblaze (brother), Sparrowflight (niece), Deerbirch (nephew) 

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Darkfire (apprentice), Foxfire (crush) 

Clan: Bushclan 

Rank: warrior 

Characteristics: kills to get Foxfire's attention, oblivious, caring, has a secret sadistic side 

Number of Victims: 3 

Number of Murders: 3 

Murder Method: leading onto Thunderpaths 

Known Victims: Larksplash, Mousetuft, Flamepetal 

Victim Profile: friends of Foxfire 

Cause of Death: run over by a BMX bike 

Cautionary Tale: N/A

Story: 

From the moment she opened her eyes, Birchflight had been hopelessly in love with Foxfire. The two of them were nearly inseparable all throughout their kithood and apprenticehood, and other cats joked about them becoming mates when they became warriors. 

Birchflight laughed them off, but truthfully, it made her heart ache. She loved him with all of her heart, but Foxfire only seemed to see her as a friend. Her best friends, Cloudrose and Wrendawn, as well as her siblings, tried cheering her up, saying that Foxfire would come around eventually. But the heartache was too much for Birchflight. Why couldn't Foxfire see how much she loved him?

To make matters worse, Foxfire had started becoming distant from Birchflight in favour of talking to new friends from other Clans: Larksplash of Treeclan, Mousetuft of Cliffclan, and Flamepetal of Prairieclan. Birchflight pretended to put on a happy face whenever they talked to her at Gatherings, but she couldn't ignore the steaming fury boiling inside of her, made even worse by how the three toms would make smug glances at Foxfire and whisper things in his ear that made him blush at Birchflight when they thought she wasn't looking. 

She couldn't let them take her beloved Foxy away from her. Birchflight knew they were gluttons--food was all they seemed to talk about. So she took advantage of the wide variety of prey in Bushclan, creating a trail of mice from the Treeclan border to the nearest Thunderpath. All she had to do then was watch and wait as Larksplash followed the trail onto the Thunderpath, just in time for a sleek red monster to crash into him. 

She tried her best to suppress the giddy feeling that arose when she looked at Larksplash's corpse, but it was just too strong to resist. Mousetuft was next.

Birchflight made sure to add in an extra pheasant chick or two into the trail to really seal the deal, the same going for Flamepetal a mere half moon later. Birchflight's sheer joy at getting rid of the three biggest pains in her tail was marred, however, by the sudden deaths of her best friends Cloudrose and Wrendawn, killed in a freak drowning accident while collecting and wetting moss. 

Foxfire had been with them at the time of the incident, and he was inconsolable at not being able to save them. Birchflight comforted him over this and the deaths of his friends, with him comforting her over the loss of her friends and her being the one to find his friends' bodies.

The leader even gave Birchflight Foxfire's young nephew, Darkpaw, as her apprentice, with Foxfire receiving Birchflight's niece, Sparrowpaw, as his in turn. Their relationship had finally returned to what it was, and this time, Birchflight wasn't going to let him go.

Birchflight just had to finish up this hunting session with Darkpaw first. The young apprentice, seeing how she wasn't paying attention to him, wrapped up in her own daydreams and worries, decided to get her attention by trying to catch a raccoon, chasing it across a Thunderpath.

Fortunately, Birchflight noticed the strange, two-wheeled Twoleg monster heading towards Darkpaw and knocked him out of the way just in time. Unfortunately, she was just a little too slow to avoid getting struck herself. 

Now she would never have a chance to confess to Foxfire... or so she thought.

Foxfire

Aliases / Nicknames: Foxy

Gender: tom 

Sexuality: pansexual, polyamorous 

Family: unnamed mother, unnamed father, Morningberry (sister), Sootstorm (brother), Darkfire (nephew), Pebblefox (niece) 

Other Relations: unnamed mentor, Sparrowflight (apprentice), Birchflight (crush) 

Clan: Bushclan 

Rank: warrior 

Characteristics: kills to get Birchflight's attention, oblivious, charismatic, a bit of a himbo, has repressed anger issues 

Number of Victims: 2 

Number of Murders: 2 

Murder Method: suffocating with waterlogged moss 

Known Victims: Cloudrose, Wrendawn 

Victim Profile: friends of Birchflight 

Cause of Death: drowned in a sewer 

Cautionary Tale: N/A

Story: 

From the moment he opened his eyes, Foxfire had been hopelessly in love with Birchflight.The two of them were nearly inseparable all throughout their kithood and apprenticehood, and other cats joked about them becoming mates when they became warriors. Foxfire laughed them off, but truthfully, it made his heart ache. He loved her with all of her heart, but Birchflight only seemed to see him as a friend.

His new friends from other Clans, Larksplash, Mousetuft, and Flamepetal, as well as his siblings, tried cheering him up, saying that Birchflight would come around eventually. But the heartache was too much for Foxfire. Why couldn't Birchflight see how much he loved her?

Foxfire tried to hold in his heartache, but every time he looked at Birchflight, his heart tore a little bit. The freak deaths of Larksplash and Mousetuft didn't help matters either, though there was some comfort in Birchflight being the one who found the bodies. 

He knew she wouldn't hurt them. One day, however, he was sent out to collect wet moss with Birchflight's best friends, Cloudrose and Wrendawn. Being sent to complete a task with them just made Foxfire think of Birchflight, and Cloudrose and Wrendawn quickly noticed his mopiness. When they asked him what was wrong, he deflected at first, but eventually sighed and relayed the whole story.

When Foxfire finished, however, Cloudrose and Wrendawn started... laughing at him. They wheezed out something about being so dumb and not being able to see Birchflight's true feelings before going back to rolling on the grass. Foxfire felt his heart burn with fury. 

They must be insinuating that Birchflight didn't like him back! They must be taunting him! Something snapped within him, and he bowled over Cloudrose and Wrendawn over within seconds, holding the wet moss over their snouts and not letting go until he was sure they were dead.

When the deed was done, however, Foxfire quickly came back to his senses and was hit with an immense wave of regret. He killed Birchflight's best friends! If she didn't return his feelings before, she would never return them now! He quickly dragged them back to camp and told the leader that Cloudrose and Wrendawn had died in a freak drowning accident. 

The day only got worse from there, as Birchflight returned from her hunting trip with the news that she had found Flamepetal's dead body on another Thunderpath. The last of his friends, gone. At least they could comfort each other on the day's tragedies.

The two of them began spending more and more time with each other. The leader even gave Foxfire Birchflight's young niece, Sparrowpaw, as her apprentice, with Birchflight receiving Foxfire's nephew as his. 

Their relationship had finally returned to what it was, and this time, Foxfire wasn't going to let her go. He just had to finish up this tracking session with Sparrowpaw first. The young apprentice, seeing how he wasn't paying attention to her, wrapped up in his own daydreams and worries, decided to get his attention by trying to slip into a sewer grate close to the nearby Twolegplace.

Fortunately, Foxfire noticed Sparrowpaw just in time and pulled her away from the edge of the grate. Unfortunately, he tripped and fell in himself, landing into oasis of sewer water himself, just slightly too deep for him to stay afloat.

Now he would never have a chance to confess to Birchflight... or so he thought.

Additional Information:

--Submission by @starfalcon555​

--These two share exactly one (1) braincell, and most of the time, it's in the possession of one of their friends or their apprentices.

--Birchflight and Foxfire would be SHOCKED to see each other in the DF at first, and even more shocked to learn that they killed the other's friends, but when they realize the reason for it, they are quickly overcome with joy and become mates almost immediately.

--Birchflight and Foxfire died on the same day, on opposite sides of the same Twolegplace.

--Birchflight and Foxfire's nephews/nieces picked their own warrior names to remember their dead aunt (Sparrowflight and Deerbirch) and uncle (Darkfire and Pebblefox) respectively.

--It’s possible Sparrowflight and Darkfire eventually becoming mates themselves, as they bonded over the trauma of their mentors dying to save them, as well as said mentors being each other's family members. Maybe they even name their own future kits Birchkit and Foxkit, for the Angst (TM).

--LOVE everything about this. The similar crimes, how their deaths were similar to their crimes, two halves of a whole idiot.

--To-be poly members and mates of Gorseheart and Emberdawn. I took inspiration from this artwork and description, which I imagine is how it worked out for these four (two mates and two mates coming together to make four).

[connorcrenshaw1]

Is Mountain Biking Difficult For Beginners?

Mountain riding is an excellent method to get a total-body workout. It also offers a sense of adventure and enjoyment.

Mountain biking's strenuous demands encourage your brain to release natural endorphins, which increase your mood and make you feel good. This happiness also helps you relax and deal with life's difficulties.

Getting into mountain biking entails more than just selecting a bike. You'll need a variety of equipment to stay safe and comfortable when riding. We've compiled a list of essentials to get you started in this fun sport.

Many newcomers are daunted by a mountain bike's rugged terrain and knobby tires. Start with a simple path fit for your ability level to make the transition as easy as possible. As your skills improve, you can always graduate to more challenging trails.

Remember to wear appropriate safety equipment, such as a helmet and knee pads. It is also critical to be prepared for your rides by bringing water, food, and other requirements. Nobody likes to be stopped on the side of a path with a flat tire or a mechanical problem. Fortunately, the majority of falls result in minor injuries such as grazes and bruised egos.

There is a wide range of mountain bike equipment available. Beginners can get started with almost nothing more than a helmet and a bike that moves and stops. Most powerful brands provide mountain bikes for about $100 that will keep you safe from branches and cactus spines until you move to more tricky trails.

A suspension fork on a mountain bike helps take the sting out of rocky terrain. More extended travel for additional cushioning is sometimes seen in pricier models.

Gloves, a hydration bag, and bike tools are also essential in case of mechanical problems. A mountain bike can also be outfitted with various sorts of lights for nighttime riding.

Other types of mountain riding exist, ranging from 'freeride' to BMX-style jumping. Freeride is a 'do anything' sport that includes downhill racing without a timer, jumps, and stunts. "Slopestyle" is a more technical discipline that takes place at lift-serviced bike parks and includes elevated bridges, half pipes, and wooden ladders.

Mountain riding, like many other outdoor activities, carries some danger. Injury risks, however, can be lowered with the proper safety procedures.

You are choosing trails that are appropriate for your skill level. When you come to a piece of course that you believe is beyond your skill level, listen to logic (rather than your friends who want to push their limits) and get off your bike and walk it. There is no shame in being accountable for your own and others' safety.

Riding off-road requires more balance and coordination than road riding, particularly when navigating jumps and rough terrains. As you gain confidence in the activity, you can graduate to increasingly difficult trial elements. Furthermore, practicing your balance will help you avoid accidents both on and off the bike. Crashing on a mountain bike is inevitable, but how you choose to crack can have a significant impact on the consequences.

It's essential for beginner mountain bikers to realize that the sport requires a different mindset than road cycling. Road riders typically try to avoid obstacles at all costs, but on a mountain bike, those same obstacles are what make the sport fun! Beginners should start on beginner-friendly trails to help them develop a comfort level with technical terrain and learn that their bikes are built to go over, rather than around, these obstacles.

It's also essential for beginners to learn that proper riding technique is a huge part of success on the trail. For example, when entering a corner, mountain bikers should be in a standing position with their feet on level pedals to ensure that they are ready for anything the trail throws at them. It's also helpful to look through, rather than at, the obstacle in front of you (again, unlike road riding) to determine how best to navigate it. This is called "bike-body separation." It's essential for good riding technique and safety.

[thetrailcollective]

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[trifoliate-undergrowth]

The job listing: "at least 1 full year of trail maintenance experience required"

me: I technically only have about 6 months and then some other related skills but I'll just apply and see if they get back to me

Interviewer: Oh wow okay so you are actually super overqualified, this job is just like. maintaining the BMX tracks, not cutting your way through brush in the wilderness.

Me, internally: Then Why Did You Require Trail Experience. In Your Job Listing.

[bikeaospedacos]

Gabriel Chaves é o melhor das classificatórias do BMX Estilo Livre 2024

Argentino, vice em 2022, teve a melhor nota do sábado no Caracas Trails. Finais neste domingo começam às 10h

[jeffambrose]

Hard to believe but I’ve been chasing Zac on two wheels for 30 years now. Literally thousands of miles together from BMX bikes in 1994 to some of the most amazing trails and roads I’ve experienced last week in Knoxville. With the rides fewer and farther between these days the shared miles carry more weight.