Mountain Bike Shenanigans

Roadie Me
September 28th, 2015

Fired up the Ti Crown Jewel for a quick blat out to Ormskirk and back on Sunday afternoon. Managed to get head into the wind going up the Clieves Hills that had me wondering what the hell was going on. Felt like I was riding with the brakes on, but no just uphill and a bit of a breeze.

The turning point from the ride out to start the run back happens near Christ Church on the Liverpool Road (A59). From there it was a big ring all the way back to Formby. It’s the first time I’ve ridden the whole way back on the drops and it felt fast. It’s one of the few times I have’t faced a sapping headwind.

The ride saw me do 18.8 miles in a hour. I’m pretty pleased with that. 

Spin Class
September 22nd, 2015

The flat landscape of the Sefton Moss, a singlespeed rocking 32:15 and 23 miles.

Singlespeed

That’s my Sunday morning spin class.

Cross Gone
September 14th, 2015

Independent Fabrication Planet Cross

After several happy years of ownership the Planet Cross has passed into new ownership. It’s been a blast…

Gisburn Full Spectrum
September 13th, 2015

Headed up to the Gisburn Forest in the Forest of Bowland for some riding. It was a first time trip there for me and finding the place is a bit of a mission, but managed it in the end. Having taken in the black, the red and the blue routes I have to say that there is some great riding to be had and that made it well worth the trip. The black run down the gully is a bit of a giggle and flows well but I suspect many are put off by the step down at the entrance. I’ll be going back for more.

Gisburn Forest

Gisburn Forest

Penmachno Again
September 9th, 2015

It’s four and a half years since I last rode Penmachno in North Wales. Then I was fitter and riding more regularly than now. I some how managed both loops on the Singlespeed. Today I returned with the Trek Remedy and vague memories of the trails. Still ended up getting simultaneous cramp in both quads again!

Penmachno

Penmachno

Rode the whole trail without seeing a soul taking in the beautiful scenery. Sunshine and dusty trails gave way to some very waterlogged and wet sections, which made me think as I cruised round in my IMBA shirt that some trail maintenance is probably now needed. My arms now bear the marks of the over grown undergrowth lining the trails with brambles having grown a lot this summer.

My view having ridden this a few times now is that although there are some good bits this is a very rough trail and not that much fun. The rationale for this rather critical view is that there are big chunks of trail where you’re contouring slightly up or down and that this is just a bit dull. The slight downhill sections are so rough that they don’t flow and that you don’t really roll very well.

I was really tired by the end and had a very near miss clipping the bars on the penultimate singletrack section rounding a hairpin and grazing into the hillside bank. This led to me getting very out of shape whilst riding one handed at high speed. I’m going to put that down to honed natural instincts and baseline skill… still a bit of a moment because the consequences would have involved an inappropriate descent of a steeply sloping wooded hillside…

IMBA: Long Live Long Rides