In the summer of 1992 I rode my first mountainbike race ever. I never had the intention to race but a relative organized a race in my hometown so he called up everyone who had a mountainbike to participate (Mountain biking was still in its infancy and it was not sure if there would be many participants...). I borrowed a jersey (Team Z - yes, it was 1992 and Greg Lemond was a star) and picked up a starting number. It was fun and I dicovered a new hobby: racing. But the Scott wasn't really meant for racing so in 1993 I sold it as I needed funds for a more appropriate (= lighter) bike. End of the Scott Windriver story (part I).
In the summer of 1992 I rode my first mountainbike race ever. I never had the intention to race but a relative organized a race in my hometown so he called up everyone who had a mountainbike to participate (Mountain biking was still in its infancy and it was not sure if there would be many participants...). I borrowed a jersey (Team Z - yes, it was 1992 and Greg Lemond was a star) and picked up a starting number. It was fun and I dicovered a new hobby: racing. But the Scott wasn't really meant for racing so in 1993 I sold it as I needed funds for a more appropriate (= lighter) bike. End of the Scott Windriver story (part I).
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