Sunday...... What a day. I’m not quite sure where to start.
One things for certain, I’ve never ever been as knackered…… Believe it or not, it was actually worth the pain.
It was the second time I’d been out with The Woollybacks St Helens Mountain Bike Club http://thewoollybacks.co.uk/ and the first time I’d tackled a big stint of off road riding. An early morning ascent of Rivington Pike to the mast followed by a ride across to Darwen Tower was a real taste of what you can tackle on a bike helped all the way by the encouragment and guidance of the rest of the pack, lead by Paul (The Wollybacks Ride Leader )and a top bloke.
It was the second time I’d been out with The Woollybacks St Helens Mountain Bike Club http://thewoollybacks.co.uk/ and the first time I’d tackled a big stint of off road riding. An early morning ascent of Rivington Pike to the mast followed by a ride across to Darwen Tower was a real taste of what you can tackle on a bike helped all the way by the encouragment and guidance of the rest of the pack, lead by Paul (The Wollybacks Ride Leader )and a top bloke.
Make no mistake though, by the time we got back to the car at 3.30 I was ruined, saying that, by the time we got to the tower at the top of the Pike I was ruined, and as such spent the rest of the ride bringing up the rear.
As we were travelling back home, we did comment that it was the hardest days riding we had tackled since starting 14 weeks earlier, and also that we felt we’d accomplished something just by finishing the day.
It was worth all the pain though, just for the downhill runs we experienced. There was definitely a bit of arse twitching going on. Also, there was another unplanned high speed dismount, this time by Ste, though luckily Paul was on hand to help him out of the ferns. As before, no harm done – all part of the thrill of the ride.
The final chapter of the day, was a thunder storm and a proper piss down just as we were trying to load the bikes onto Carls bike rack, just what we didn’t need. I’m sure that bike rack was made by a Mr Heath Robinson. It all just made the soak in the bath that more worthwhile.
Before I go, a quick thank you to Vinny Davidson for his support and generous sponsorship. Thanks Vinny, I’ll chance a Macallan 25 for you when I get to Paris. (Hopefully I’ll be sat in the Moulin Rouge when I’m drinking it) and also a big thanks to Julie, Andrew, Tom and Sophie for kindly sponsoring us.
Till next time…..
As we were travelling back home, we did comment that it was the hardest days riding we had tackled since starting 14 weeks earlier, and also that we felt we’d accomplished something just by finishing the day.
It was worth all the pain though, just for the downhill runs we experienced. There was definitely a bit of arse twitching going on. Also, there was another unplanned high speed dismount, this time by Ste, though luckily Paul was on hand to help him out of the ferns. As before, no harm done – all part of the thrill of the ride.
The final chapter of the day, was a thunder storm and a proper piss down just as we were trying to load the bikes onto Carls bike rack, just what we didn’t need. I’m sure that bike rack was made by a Mr Heath Robinson. It all just made the soak in the bath that more worthwhile.
Before I go, a quick thank you to Vinny Davidson for his support and generous sponsorship. Thanks Vinny, I’ll chance a Macallan 25 for you when I get to Paris. (Hopefully I’ll be sat in the Moulin Rouge when I’m drinking it) and also a big thanks to Julie, Andrew, Tom and Sophie for kindly sponsoring us.
Till next time…..
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