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Anyway, enough about politics. The bank holiday weekend is where its at. On top of the Mr Scruff experience, there was one hell of a lot of bike riding.
You see, I got my full susser’s rear shock back from the menders on Thursday. So there was riding my bike on Friday evening, Saturday, Sunday and most of Monday too. Lots of fun was had throughout the weekend, but the undoubted highlight was Sunday’s trip to Gethin Woodland Park, which is home to a fantastic downhill track above Merthyr Tydfil, South Wales.
Its quite possibly my favourite DH track in the UK. Its got pedally bits, whoopy bits, huge bermed corners, rooty bits, rocky bits, the works. What’s more it really flows nicely. Some people might think I’m a bit of a mentalist for this, especially considering my reputation for not being very good at this sort of thing, but my favourite part of the track is the infamous rock garden. You cross a fire road and basically ride straight through about fifty yards of great big boulders, some of which move around under your wheels disconcertingly. Its very hard to get the line right through there, but its just so much fun trying. Get it slightly wrong and you’re bounced headfirst into the undergrowth (yes Gary, I’m looking at you) or fly straight on when you reach the corner at the end. Get it right and you’ll just fly through. Like so many things, its easier the faster you go. Acetastic fun.
Unfortunately its also absolutely knackering. So much so that when we went up to Cranham the next day I only managed a few runs before I could barely ride my bike. I ended up just lying down in the sun and watching the others. Not a bad end to the weekend really.
I’ve bunged some pictures I took on Saturday in The Gallery.
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and all I was going to say was “come to scotland!”
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Not sure what we’re going to do in light of Rich’s problems (Gordon, he’s probably not oing to be able to make it due to work, but there’s a small chance he might) Gray is 50/50, lOlly has his issues.
May just be you and me, Gordon (and maybe some small children for evening entertainment value (there’s no TV, remember!)
Coul I just point out that trains are really fucking expensive?! In fact … [wanders off to easyjet site] … ITS CHEAPER TO FUCKING FLY!!! (that is up until you factor in transport to/from the airports)
I think what you’re going to do is have biggup DH fun without me :(
Fairy muff. As discussed with Rich this afternoon when at work, Scotfest 2005 is probably postponed until August or September.
Gordon and I are still going to Fort Bill, there’s beds in the cottage if, for example, rich gets away from work
I should speak to Gray
what no new news ! here yo go olly:
MORZINE 2 0 0 5 – Road/Air Trip
In july the cheltenham lecky massive are flying and driving there way across france to morzine to drink much beer, have alot of bbqs and hit alot of dusty berms and generally rip it up. pictures of last years trip are here: link
Where?
you must supply the pics fool ! in fact i have all the morzine ones here at work