- Aug 13, 2007
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That's a riot. I can only imagine the hours I'd spend in a place like that when I was in my 20's and MTB was my only interest (besides drugs and alcohol and occasional female companionship).( raises hand )
The Fountain Valley store was 2 stories of awesomeness.
They used to have midnight madness sales.
People would shop at midnight.
That brings back a fond memory. I'd bought my GF (now wife) a Trek hardtail in the late 90's and we were riding a well known trail network right outside of Boston. Being so close to the city, it was crowded on weekends but was great singletrack. As an attractive woman in her 20's, she was wearing lycra shorts and a sports bra/half shirt kind of combo typical of the time. We crest a hill and pass a group of riders coming the opposite direction and the first guy in their group catches a glimpse of skin and does a double take. He stares just a second too long and hits something sending him ass over end into the woods. All his buddies watched it happen and mocked him mercilessly. He shrugged apologetically and we all had a good laugh.