Hands: frozen. Feet: numb. Pants: soaked. Shoes: dripping.
The rain felt like icy pellets as they greeted my speeding
face and hands. Gravity was providing the trust and my body was numb from the
cold and rattled from the mountain bike careening into countless rocks. To the
left, a shear 90-meter fall into the gorge below: to the right, a straight
vertical cliff complete with the occasional waterfall. Splitting these two boundaries
was a ten-foot wide section of rocks and dirt, Death Road.
There are times when shifting off your emotions is required
to complete the task/challenge at hand.
Speeding and winding down Death Road is a situation where fear increases
the danger. With a perfectly vertical fall several feet from where the bike is
jarring over rock after rock, your mind cannot waiver and allow doubt to enter.
Because mountain bikes are uncomfortable and awkward when traveling too slowly,
keeping a significant amount of speed is also a requirement. Mountain biking
death rock is a engaging, bone jarring, nerve straining thrill ride that no one
should miss if they are traveling in Bolivia.
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