May 2018 Round Up and Video.
Life’s not so bad when you start the month’s mountain biking off in Spain, return to England, go back to work for four shifts, then spend the next four days in The Lakes - and the weather remains sunny. Not warm particularly but sunny nonetheless. A theme which continued through the month, bright but cool. Several rides of a local variety didn’t make the blog but the routes and pictures are below.
Bank Holiday Monday saw us parked up outside Castleton for a long ride in unprecedented temperatures, no new trails but we managed to join a load of old favourites into a twenty-odd miles blast through the heather. Even though we were disgraced by some youthful super-hero who pedalled up the steep side of Ainthorpe Rigg, as we carried our bikes. He didn’t even have the decency to be out of breath at the top. Route
Our next ride was around Guisborough Woods, relishing the dry trails. The Youth entertained us with a spectacular airborne dismount when a vertical drop off took him by surprise. If only I’d had the camera rolling when I came round that bend to see him dropping out of the sky like Wile E Coyote in the Roadrunner cartoon. Even the elusive Benny The Brawl managed to tear himself away from whatever dubious delights Redcar has to offer to join us for one of his sporadic appearances of 2018. Route
Another day saw us congregating in a disappointingly chilly Chop Gate for a spin over the moors and ultimately down Trennet Bank back to the cars. The sun did put in an appearance eventually and we enjoyed a good ride on dry trails. Route
The penultimate ride of the month did see a brief return to winter, low temperatures, even lower cloud, continual drizzle but we did not let it discourage us, naturally when I say us, I mean me. I was out there in my raincoat, everyone else must have been wearing their Harry Potter invisibility cloaks or perhaps they just stayed in and watched the drizzle from the settee. Route
Me and The Youth finished the month off at a sweltering Hamsterley. All the red and black man-made trails except for Boneshaker and Route 666, we can’t be bothered with them any more, plus a few off-piste runs, which although dry were a bit greasy under the tree cover. It is the school holidays, everywhere within half a mile of the car park was packed, bikes everywhere yet the trails were virtually empty. Is there a whole network of routes we are unaware of? Route
Bank Holiday Monday saw us parked up outside Castleton for a long ride in unprecedented temperatures, no new trails but we managed to join a load of old favourites into a twenty-odd miles blast through the heather. Even though we were disgraced by some youthful super-hero who pedalled up the steep side of Ainthorpe Rigg, as we carried our bikes. He didn’t even have the decency to be out of breath at the top. Route
Our next ride was around Guisborough Woods, relishing the dry trails. The Youth entertained us with a spectacular airborne dismount when a vertical drop off took him by surprise. If only I’d had the camera rolling when I came round that bend to see him dropping out of the sky like Wile E Coyote in the Roadrunner cartoon. Even the elusive Benny The Brawl managed to tear himself away from whatever dubious delights Redcar has to offer to join us for one of his sporadic appearances of 2018. Route
Another day saw us congregating in a disappointingly chilly Chop Gate for a spin over the moors and ultimately down Trennet Bank back to the cars. The sun did put in an appearance eventually and we enjoyed a good ride on dry trails. Route
The penultimate ride of the month did see a brief return to winter, low temperatures, even lower cloud, continual drizzle but we did not let it discourage us, naturally when I say us, I mean me. I was out there in my raincoat, everyone else must have been wearing their Harry Potter invisibility cloaks or perhaps they just stayed in and watched the drizzle from the settee. Route
Me and The Youth finished the month off at a sweltering Hamsterley. All the red and black man-made trails except for Boneshaker and Route 666, we can’t be bothered with them any more, plus a few off-piste runs, which although dry were a bit greasy under the tree cover. It is the school holidays, everywhere within half a mile of the car park was packed, bikes everywhere yet the trails were virtually empty. Is there a whole network of routes we are unaware of? Route
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