Aaron Faust writing for Dirt Rag magazine (April 98)

Behold, Bike Trials, incredibly complex, yet wonderfully simple. It encompasses millions of minute moves while racing towards the larger ones. Within this maelstrom of growth and destruction have emerged many different styles. Styles so varied one could not imagine the other. But why? Why different bikes? Why different styles? Heck, why do we ride Trials at all?

I will admit it takes a bizarre breed to actually ride Trials. I have been witness to many normal people trying to ride Trials who just give up. To be dedicated, to go out time and time again to try things that are potentially dangerous, look funny to others and cause your bike more repair stand time, is only for a select few. But that's what makes it fun. The danger, the giggles, the "What the heck am I doing?"

Maybe we do it for the freedom. For Trials is the only discipline in mountain biking that is limitless. Cross country, downhill and dual slalom all have limits on the maximum fitness and terminal velocity reached. With Trials, however, you can try something over and over, bigger and bigger, until accomplished. Thus, we are the freest discipline in our governing body.

It may be the physical workout or the chess-like game it plays with my mind, I am not quite sure. I do know that once bitten by the Trials bug you seem to gaze upon everything as if it were a "section." It seems to be a disease.

Another appealing aspect is that it can be done anywhere on anything, inside or out, wet or dry. It's not one of those pansy sports that only runs in the dry weather. We compete no matter what the conditions.

If we were to ask Aristotle what he thought, he would say "If it brings happiness, it is good." I never really have figured out what is intriguing to me about riding Trials, I just keep doing it. It just keeps making me happy and keeps me out of serious trouble. And that's a good thing. Remember: keep your feet up.