Dude, Where’s my Bike?

Back from the Alps, sans VTT. Seventeen mountain bikers boarded my flight home, but the baggage handlers never even loaded the bikes onto the plane. There were some rather pissed off people hanging around in the baggage reclaim area, although the one member of staff from the airline who had to deal with us all wasn’t looking too happy about the situation either. Riding wise it was a great trip with friends exploring some new areas, progressing avec body armour and crashing out with some style. Possibly the only biking holiday I have ever had where I feel like I’ve put on weight – largely due to two enormous birthday dinners for Riggers and Neil.

Author: Cris Bloomfield

Usually mountain biking in the North.

4 thoughts on “Dude, Where’s my Bike?”

  1. Isn’t that the perfect situation?
    Well as long as they tell you pretty quickly they aren’t at the airport. It means you don’t have to lug the bike home :0)


  2. Hmmm. Maybe. It’s just that all the extra potential for it getting thrown around just increases the likelihood of transit damage :-/

    Anyway had a call earlier to say it’s in the country and will be delivered in the next 48 hours.


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