Well…sort of. The truth is, Consolation and I ran into a spot of difficulty almost immediately. Here, we’re discussing whether she’ll cross a weedy trench.
The ride that followed was…interesting. (Read: Frustrating and exhausting. Lord have mercy, the balking issue is back.)
This is my third Sportage. The previous two suffered ignominious fates — one from a header off a bolting greenie that hit the brakes a few years ago, and the other from that fall on my back in April. I survived both tumbles with no apparent brain damage (though, admittedly, it’s hard to tell) — so why mess with success?
Tipperary has made a few changes to the Sportage since I bought my previous one. I find that the new model fits better, has a slightly lower profile, and is more attractive in matte charcoal than the previous, shiny version. Looking for a helmet recommedation? This is mine.
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