I'll admit that I'm seriously addicted to mountain biking. The physical exertion, slight sense of danger and my love of mechanical things make it the perfect sport for me. I spend some time thinking about mountain biking even when I'm not riding and today, whilst walking my dog, Freddie, I had the chance to plan … Continue reading Getting high.
No, I'm not a Bob Dylan fan either. But things are certainly going to change in my mountain biking life. This morning started dry but was scheduled to get wetter later so I took the decision to get out early. Just a quick ride around Healey Nab because I knew it would be all rideable. … Continue reading Times they are a changing.
I spent some time trying to decide where I should ride, today. Healey Nab was tempting for its quality, well drained trails. I didn't want to set off without a specific goal so just riding round the trails didn't seem to fit the bill. I considered repeating the ride I did on New Years day … Continue reading Finding motivation.
Many years ago my mates and I rode with someone who'd never joined us before, for a Tuesday evening ride. We tried some trails I'd found to the west of town and our new companion suggested some additions along the side of the river Yarrow which, I for one, had never seen before. I've wondered … Continue reading Riding the river Yarrow.
I know "rising to a challenge" would be a more common phrase but because I want to climb around 6,500 feet of ascent on a single ride in a few months time, I need to get plenty of climbing done as training. I watched a YouTube video recently of someone riding downhill from our local … Continue reading Climbing to a challenge.
On my last ride I went to Healey Nab and rode 3 laps with no aim other than to go for a ride. I decided it would be better to have more structure to my ride this time and with little rain for around a fortnight I knew the trails would be improving. This meant … Continue reading A quality ride.
Many full time workers would hesitate to describe Monday as the best day of the week. When I worked full time I worked for myself which is a different to working for a big business. I had to turn up at my restaurant on a Monday, usually working 6 days a week. Saturday was the … Continue reading The best day of the week.