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no real action this week, they got a water pump and some more wood chip, way to go before the embargo lifts
@jontea i was a bit disappointed by this too tbh but i am assured there is a fruit crumble in the works any day now
@TheConCon666 thank you!
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big weekend and you know what that means...
a moderately larger ride than usual, but not too much, just enough, ok maybe one more loop
i type this, having just scraped myself off the floor of the kitchen to summon enough strength to make some nachos, beans and bbq sauce, paired with the largest glass of water i could find. please forgive if it sounds like it has been written on tranquilisers.
setting off today my only real plan was to go and do the mtb trail i gave up on last weekend. it's a tame trail, switchbacks, roll overs, some safe routes around jumps for those on full suspension bikes i cant see why they bother, but for me?? on a custom single speed GRAVEL BIKE tm? it's quite the feat.
pulling up to the trail head, there was a loving couple on mountain bikes desperately needing the vaccine if you catch my drift, but spring is in the air, we'll let them have it, the only others were 2 gentleman on e bikes who asked me where the red trails were I directed them to the top of the forest and they could find their way from there and they set of happily, a queue for me to put my skittles away and get this over with.
jumping on the first berm i nearly spilled out the top and that was my reminder that i actually have to turn the bars, some thing you don't do a lot pounding straight gravel roads for the gram. none the less the next one came, we sailed round, another, another, a chuckle, for once the change of equipment really did help. over the bumps, into the ditches i learned my bottom bracket was fine to clear the peaks even with my clumsy pedal placement which filled me with that extra confidence.
before too long i'd passed where i'd given up, feeling rather proud i pressed on, and on....and on, how long was this damn section? my knees grew weak, my arms were hurting. it was setting in how much laying down for a year inside and not commuting anymore had really taken its toll on my body. what was great fun hitting one turn and another at the start was now a horror film in the woods, every turn i was hoping i'd see the clearing. not daring to sit on the saddle for fear of hearing the CLUNK or the TSSSHHHHHHHHH from my tubed 35's i was rolling on.
a turn, a bump, a turn, it was a blur
but luckily, like the closing scenes of a horror film, the trees cleared, light filled in and once the glare wore off i saw the rather flustered couple quickly organising themselves as they were reminded they were in public.
was a great sense of pride doing this, i guess i can finally stop feeling like a poser now? no small feat riding your little single speed covered with bags, beanie and flannel on, trainers and flats, actually doing something other than the fishtank like super highway fire roads. my transformation into full tosser now complete.
after a handful of skittles i set off down the wider paths to find a nice spot for the drink i had stashed in my bag. although it's not a very large forest, there are plenty of opportunities to find a nice quiet spot and a view, as seen in the pictures below, i was looking over a freshly planted section with a nice breeze.
it's at this point i thought i'd check my phone, see where i was and work out how i could do a loop back only to discover that i was actually a lot closer to an area i was familiar with than i thought, and that i had sent the aforementioned gentleman asking for the red trail in the completely wrong direction. at least they were on e bikes?
the rest was a blur in all honesty, i'd left my water hat home, i didn't put a shammy on and the skittles were wearing off, i was feeling pretty beat. I do remember seeing my first gravel biker in all my trips to the forest, he was gurning up one of the lumps and shouted "FINALLY A PROPPER BIKE!" towards me i smiled and i think said "YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" in a dehydrated state. although we were from conflicting tribes, me being on a yuppie wagon, him on a otp topstone wearing lycra, we found some common ground.
a few more lumps back, the long route home and it all tallied up to be my longest, hardest ride in a good while, but i did it, i felt better for it if i'm honest.
the clobber?
usual beanie and buff combo (i should get a summer hat soon)
6876 flannel as old as me
old work branded tshirt (it's on a good blank and has a cute robot on it, gotta give it to them) -
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how long till they make gravel parks with ski lifts, it's just 2000 meter descents at -1 to -3% grades which you can get taken to the top again and again, the lodge serves hot chocolate with flannel check dusted on top and instead of bedding you're provided with a 1 person tent and a sleeping bag in the hotel
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rebrand innertubes as tubePLUS,
sell it as cool new technology which allows one to mount tyres easier, no gunk to deal with, fix any puncture in 2 minutes, able to swap tyres whenever the mood changes, no faffing with air compressors
"i have had tubeless, but honestly, would choose tube plus every time, my thumbs love me" - person who rides a tow path once a week
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she actually baked some form of pound cake while in gardening, which was impressive to see, sadly not gluten free so i cant report on quality of it
@baguette very kind, glad you got something out of it! although i would warn against endorsing cholera traps known as dangle mugs
@psg1ben sadly not, all black beartraps, momentarily at least until the mv bike arrives, after that it will be back to cages, but with the long weekend ahead makes sense to make use of them
want those cranks, do not need those cranks, good price