This is the 1991 model that replaced the original 1990 model.  I was supposed to upgrade to an Adroit (similar to an Attitude but with with boron reinforced stays and fork) but Klein was so far behind schedule with producing these that they had no idea when it would come they would produce them.  It was already May so when they said they had a 91 model ready to ship, in my preferred backfire-color, I took it.  I had this bike for some years and untold good times on untold rides far and wide.

All these pictures were taken in 1992 when I was on a four-month trip in the western states of the U.S.  I would ride 4-8 hours everyday.  When in the desert, I'd get up and ride at sunrise and quit by 10 a.m., goof off for the day, and take a ride when it was cooler in the evening.  I would sleep under the stars and night and when the sun rose, do it all over again.  In the mountains, I would start riding at mid-morning and ride all day.  I was extremely strong and fit and if there is anything I miss about getting older, it's that I can't ride in the way that I could in these pictures.  Maybe when I'm 82 years old I'll talk about the stuff that I did...back in the day.  But that's ok, that's what nostalgia is for and maybe that's why I love these vintage bikes.

The big picture was taken 14,264 up on the top of Mt. Evans, Colorado.  It was a 7500 foot, 28 mile climb (and 28 mile descent) and it was worth it to see to the end of the world.  The two thumbnails on the left were taken on the Slickrock Trail in Moab, Utah.  The next picture was overlooking Santa Fe, about 12,000 feet up, hence wearing a windbreaker.  I like that picture because the bike's colors absolutely glow and that's how I remember the way it looked.  The one after that well, it was in Colorado, you can figure out specifically where.  This was an absolutely miserable day for doing the 32-mile Monarch Crest Trail.  I wasn't feeling so strong and hitchhiked up the pass (with my bike!) and once there, could really bomb down the hills.  However, anytime I had an uphill, even the slightest one, I was exhausted.  Turns out I was coming down with a stomach ailment for a couple of days.  A day later when I was sick as a dog, I felt a lot better about not doing so well on the trail.  However, feeling better about the trail didn't negate how bad I felt at that particular moment

In late 1995 there was a problem with the headset when changing the fork that couldn't be fixed.  Klein replaced the 1991 model with the Moosepoop bike.  The last four picture are all that is remaining from the 1991 bike.  Look closely at the stem, it's a custom painted one.  So the fork and stem remind me of many fine years of riding and no matter what, I would never, ever sell it.