For once Darren and I had got organised early, managed to be the first to the carpark and decided to sit in the warmth of the car as the day definitely had the winter chill in the air, while we waited until others started gathering.
Today was a much anticipated ride for me as we had just finished building up my shiny new bike, an Ellsworth Epiphany, so I was looking forward to the ride.
Gathered at the carpark saw Tony, our leader for the day, Darren, Adam, Chris, Mark, Mark’s younger brother Gary (according to Darren), Keith, Andy 661, a guy on an Orange 5 and 3 others whom I apoligise as I do not remember their names. Oh and myself.
Tony hatched a plan and at 8.45 we were off heading in a South direction towards Collarbone. At the top we turned right then a left, where Adam jumped the big pile of logs. We headed down the wee hill and across the road and up the other side to Abba Zabba.
A few of us took the chicken run down the second steep down bit (past Blind Terror 2 I think), where myself and 3 others took a wrong turn and managed to go on a mini AJ adventure. We had to bush-bash our way to the road before coasting down to meet up with the others.
From there we headed over a railway bridge and took a right onto the Abinger Roughs before another right turn at Raikes Lane led us up what I think Tony called Relentless. This is where the group split into two and re-grouped at Newlands Corner for a well earned hot drink and cake/bacon buttie.
The group split again on the return, half taking the slightly faster way back to the car with Keith leading the charge, while Mark, Gary, Adam, Darren, myself and Tony took off in a South East direction down the steep gravel road (the one we normally ride in the opisite direction).
This was fast and fun but saw Adam have a close call on the sharp right hander having to bank the corner to get around and I hear Tony also had a close call on the left had corner taking it slightly fast and getting pulled into the wheel ruts.
At the bottom of the fast decent which had us all shivering we took a left down the road and a right; this is where it all gets a bit hazy for me, maybe due to the wicked fun I was having on the new bike…
We headed along a few bridlepaths, I know the name ‘Yew Trees’ came up somewhere, up a steep climb which brought us back to Collarbone. We slipped our way down Collarbone, then turned turn a left up the hill and out across the road and back to way we came to the car park for 1.15pm.
A very wicked fun ride which took 4.5 hours but no idea of mileage. NOW CAN YOU GUESS WHERE WE WENT?
Where was Matt?? I hear his vocation as a mechanic has not gone quite to plan leaving him bikeless… I know of a couple of really good mechanics if you need their numbers.
Also spotted in an umnamed resturant in Dorking, Paul 901 on a diet of pizza.