Forget skiing and snowboarding. With B.C. now achieving cult status among fat-tire tricksters, a growing number of resort communities have realized that the next big tourist cash cow is in mountain biking.
I ponder the steep, twisting descent of Wakefield Trail that lies ahead. It’s as though somebody had demarcated the trail by simply painting an arbitrary line on a map irrespective of the mountain’s topography. Just the thought of falling off the edge of this skinny strip of dirt is enough to make the palms clammy.
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I’ve been snowboarding for 16 years. I was one of the first people – let alone one of the first girls – doing it. That was before they had instructors, so learning was a little more painful than it is today. Any chance I could, I was on the slopes.
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