A warm welcome to Jem who has joined the local cycling crowd and splashed out on a Marin Wolf Ridge.
…and how good can come of it.
Sunday saw me finally clock up 3000 miles on my Rift Zone which I bought in January 2003. Inevitably it’s a significantly different bike to the shiny beast I bought from Cycleworks in Leatherhead.
With a full year of riding stretching ahead of us, we thought it worth taking a few moments to log our respective bike mileages for posterity and a potentially sobering review in due course.
So just how far did I ride in 2005? At the beginning o the year I thought I would try and keep track of my annual mileage for the sake of future comparison. It turns out to be far less than I had originally hoped.
After the Christmas binge and a bit of a layoff over the last couple of months I thought I would weigh myself in preparation for a New Year fitness plan. Yikes! I weighed in three pounds heavier than I am normally and found myself to be 11st 6 (I know, it doesn’t sound much but in percentage terms…). With Mark … Read the rest…
So, will Matt ever come out riding again ? Will the Inbred frame that has been sitting in his garage for months ever get built. Will my numbers come up on Saturday ?
At last, a beautiful Sunday morning, all 3 of us out and about, and a very nice ride to be had. Apart from the odd clanking noise coming from my bottom bracket (which Bicycle Repairman has promised he will look at) there was nothing to spoil the enjoyment.
Many years ago when we started this mountain biking lark, I seem to recall a thin, blond haired bloke, who used to cycle with us. He was a keen sort, a born again biker. Strong uphill, confident down. Recently he seems to have vanished, disappearing into a world of Christmas shopping, illness and blogmastering. Where is that bloke? Have his … Read the rest…
As Matt has gone to all the effort of setting this up, I thought I should give it a try.
Lumbering over the horizon comes the carcass of a blog designed to appeal to the tastes of anybody who has ever got muddy on a mountain bike, as opposed to putting on a tracksuit and ambling down a towpath on a Halfords £99 special one Sunday afternoon.
On reaching the bottom of Juniper Bottom there were various comments about the spray from the mud and general poor visability by the time we reach where we were.