Seven Moles met at the Peaslake car park for some of the best of the Surrey trails.
Jem and I drove into the car park to find James with his mate, John, already there. DaveW soon rolled in with Tony and an uncharacteristically early Paul also arrived! John was sporting a Genesis Altitude 10, out for it’s second ride. As a roadie and a triathlete John felt he’d be able to keep up with us ;o)
DaveW set off taking us up a different trail to the one I expected. I’ve no idea what the trail name is but it started with a fast section of singletrack and then ended with a sharp descent. I found myself balanced in a track stand followed by a slow (and intentional!) turn to take what looked like a less extreme route and followed DaveW down the final section. Here us two Dave’s waited while the others stood and looked over the edge. Nice and technical, right up my street if on the limits of steepness.
John might well have been forgiven for backing out there and then but DaveW assured him that was the last of the extreme stuff and we headed off again. We were to hear that statement a few more times. The next trick was the roll in to the top car park and then the climb to the windmill to watch DaveW do the extremely steep roll in back down again.
Once finished we headed to Two Headed Dog when Tony showed John the chicken run, deciding half way down it wasn’t so much of a chicken run as a different kind of skill required. After that I get a bit sketchy but we did some really fast singletrack while heading over to the Switchbacks which wasn’t the bit I thought it was and I found it very hard having to dab once. The exit was a bit pro but James, not knowing we’d all walked it proceeded to ride straight through it! From there it was a push up to the road and we took a quick break to take on some energy.
I think we then took in Christmas Pudding and Ewoks but I might have got the order wrong before heading back to do the T trails. The T trails were in almost perfect condition, not too dusty and yet firm and dry. My arms started to falter some way along the longer one that spits you out close to Death Star. We finished the trails off with the steppy descent to Peaslake to tea and refreshments at the end of the ride.
Jem and I stopped off at Pedal and Spoke to look at Jem’s almost finished new bling… more soon! I also took in the the Tall Boy but quickly handed it back as I could feel the bank account go into early signs of shock.
As we finished the main ride there others started to peel off while Jem and I cycled back up past the chursh so that Jem could follow me down Death Star and banish some demons with his new Spanish Mountain skills. DS was in excellent condition as well and we cleared it swiftly and headed back to the car for the journey home. Only 12 odd miles covered but some 2700 feet climbed and I felt pretty tired!
It also appears the DaveW and Tony didn’t go straight home…