From when I was a child I dreamt of having a bicycle, it didnt need to be big or the best just wanted to have a bicycle. Time passed and I played with riding horses and pigs without knowing the adrenaline that I never knew that I had inside of me.
I remember one day a friend of mine arrived with a FERA bicycle, the name I shall never forget as I thought it was strange, which he lent to me and this was the first time that I had ridden a bicycle. In the next months I would ride around the countryside without thinking. One day riding my bicycle without thinking traveling down a road at top speed I had my first accident complete with pain and cuts, this was nothing compared with the bicycle, hahaha, he never lent me the bike again. Now I remember that I broke the only pedal that the bike had.
When I was 17 years I bought my first bike for myself, this was the best feeling, this bike was for biking in the country, this bike was responsible for the responsibility and discililine that I have followed for most of my life.
When I was 20 years I competed for the first time in a cross country event, I didn’t come first but this became my passion and it took me far.
There have been many biking trips with my friends during these times, but they have been more than just trips, the curiosity to explore takes me to the downhill, amongst everyone I was an odd bug that liked the vertical descents and tried to jump the odd step, it was improvised but even when it didn’t turn out right I would do it and I realized that the fun of going down got better each time.
In the beginning i lived close to a neighborhood called Viva el Peru and as I remember, there i learnt so much more, it was my personal bike park, an excellent place hahaha? for a lot of time I remember being the owner of the place, it was my own back yard, I remember not once loosing the circuits made by myself and with the help of many bike enthusiast friends who shared the same passion as me, the challenge of each ride was to see who jumped the furthest, who fell the funniest, who did not return to try it again. The conditions of my bicycle made by a friend of the neighborhood were not a limitation to do what I was passionate about, we improvised the shock (suspension) with what we found off broken bikes, many other things and according to improvements the weight increased 23 kilos but in the end the fun was to the max. I got many important things for my challenges and in the end I was always happy to do what I liked. To dedicate myself to the downhill thoroughly, but of course, always with a good base of resistance, technique and strength that gave me the cross country specialty I practiced months before.
Today I feel complete satisfaction because in the course of having done this sport I got what every runner wants, be sponsored by MACHU TRAVEL PERU.