Ashes To Ashes. The Movie,

The Pensioner always told us he wanted his ashes scattered on his favourite Nidderdale ride when he shuffled off to the great singletrack in the sky. One day in June, the weather suitably capricious in remembrance of The Pensioner, some of his riding companions congregated in Pateley Bridge, ready to battle our way round a lengthy route with an inconceivable ratio of uphill to downhill and a lack of technical difficulty equal to a trail centre green route.  The Pensioner's idea of heaven.

Now here’s a thought, Bob’s ashes are spread all over the moor sides of Nidderdale, enriching the grass and being leached into the water supply. The grass will be eaten by sheep, whose meat will be eaten by us, the water will be drank by us in the cafe’s of Pateley Bridge. The Lamb Hotpot was really tasty this year, next year it may contain Pensioner DNA, who knows?

The story is here.

This is the video.

Dave

Vinnie

Bobby

Rod

Andrew

Uncle Ian

The Breadlad

Climbing Simon

Andy T.

& Me.

Same time: same place, next year.