I was reminiscing about my old blu kona cowan that faithfully got me through the first 4 years of "real" riding, on everything from skate parks to dj to belting around the bush bouncing off everything. Seing a tiny root and using that to launch myself as far into a rock garden as i could, using all 100mm of marzocchi drop off 4 suspension goodness to stop me getting bucked off. Silly, stupid, shit eating grin inducing fun.
How good was the junior hardtail class at dh races! Kids spending more time going arse over tit than actually riding. The guy who stacked the least in his race run was a shoe in for 1st.
So then i saw a transition pbj in blue and YUP! Shuddup and take my money.
It doesnt make sense. And i think thats the appeal.