The calm before the storm.

After a dry week last week the weather changed on Sunday and is predicted to be wet for the rest of the week. It hasn't stopped our garden from still looking good, pictured above with my bike after the ride. This morning the rain held off so, although I felt a bit tired, I decided … Continue reading The calm before the storm.

Summer ending is not a problem.

In many countries mountain biking is a dry weather sport. Fortunately in Britain we ride year round. We just need to make adjustments for the wetter weather. I have a few choices locally which still offer good riding in almost any weather. I've been riding at Birkacre and Coppull mill on my last 2 rides, … Continue reading Summer ending is not a problem.

Mud doesn’t matter.

We've had 12 consecutive days of rain and it's muddy. Despite that I've had a really good ride today. I gave it a lot of thought before I set off. I wanted something which was worthwhile, exciting and not just a mud fest. I have loved my riding at Coppull Mill. The mill is now … Continue reading Mud doesn’t matter.

An old school trail ride.

In the mid '90s I'd often ride a trail with as little road riding as I could manage, not repeating any section. More often, though I'd ride to a favoured area or section of trail and session it. Riding the same part repeatedly to improve my riding. This is a very valuable tool to improve … Continue reading An old school trail ride.

Seeing nature from the saddle.

I'm glad I rode my bike yesterday since today it's raining. Still, the garden needs the rain since we've had a very dry period. The soil was hard and starting to crack which can't be good for the plants. Everything is starting to bloom now and it's a pleasure to be outside. I worked on … Continue reading Seeing nature from the saddle.

Every day’s a school day.

I may have left school over 40 years ago but I'm still learning. I suppose we all are. Today I thought I'd try another one of my mountain biking targets set in January, a lap of the healey Nab red graded trail in under 11 minutes. Last time I rode it in anger I was … Continue reading Every day’s a school day.