Author: Richard Cory

  • Heaven of the South

    Heaven of the SouthThe dynamic duo turned up ready for action in beautiful sunshine in the Cotswolds on Saturday. The riding was ace and there was not a towpath in sight!
    It must be said that the BCC representation at this event was somewhat underwhelming but quantity was made up for by quality (well our bikes are nice anyway). No mention in this editorial will be made about the BCC rider who failed to be able to tell the days of the week although his middle initials are not short for Totally Clever.

    We set off on the mass start having eaten quality rider energy food (read bacon bap with brown sauce) with the final instructions from the course organiser ringing in our ears “Don’t die and now PISS OFF!” ….. I think we were clear about this.

    The route itself consisted of a large circular “lap” of about 56km plus 3 additional loops which were options along the main route. Batman and Robin (or is that Dumb and Dumber? – other duos are available) opted in to the first extra loop which was a very pleasant forest singletrack. However there was a slight technical issue with a rear wheel. It began to shed spokes and resemble a Salvador Dali impression of a wheel so the decision was made to avoid too many further dramas and avoid the future extensions.

    This did not detract from the enjoyment though as the route had quarries, woods, grass, singletrack, badger sets, doubletrack and loam aplenty. Surprisingly there was mud too – the really thick sticky sort which demanded a combination of luck and speed to plough through. Some were more successful than others but BCC riders stayed on board their bicycles despite the best efforts of the terrain (and occasionally other riders) in trying to unseat us. Riding in company always leads so some mysterious behaviour which brings out the MTB snob in me.

    Why do people brake at the bottom of a hill when momentum will take you up the other side?

    Why do people push downhill?

    Why do people not give warning about braking?

    Why am I such a …….. ?

    One unfortunate rider did manage to come a proper cropper on the first descent and somehow managed to break his hip and some ribs. He was well looked after by riders and medics and taken to hospital.

    Have I mentioned climbing – why ever not? There was plenty …. minimal pushing tho’ as the climbs were just about obtainable / horrible. The return to the car park was made of some tarmac, a long climb and then ……….. CIDER ……….. very welcome it was too.

    We arrived back in 5.59 hours returning an average speed of over 10km p\h including mechanicals and bananas.

    A great friendly sociable event ridden by riders of many styles in a fab location.

    Can’t wait for the next one.

    Rich and Steve

  • Richard’s Trail Riding

    I enjoy a huge variety of riding. I ride in all sorts of riding conditions and locations. I sometimes pay for uplifts at Bike Parks but mostly I enjoy “natural trails” riding in local locations which relaxes the spirit and give me a sense of freedom.

    I appreciate these locations and understand that they are there for others to appreciate too. I am merely “passing though” and I believe I owe it to everyone to do this with the minimum impact on the environment. Marked and graded trails are fine for Bike Parks and other official riding locations but I do not create them or take responsibility for their impact – I simply turn up, pay and ride.

    In the woods when I am riding natural trails I aim to:

    leave as little trace as possible
    make as little noise as possible
    be respectful of other users in the environment

    I hope that I succeed at this.

    Do you share my view?

    Rich

  • Ride Away – April 2015

    Ride Away – April 2015

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    The weather was booked in advance so we were greeted with warm sunshine and a gentle breeze as we arrived in Porlock. 8 riders took on the challenge of Sean’s outing which promised some “punchy climbs” and some long descents. Having ridden the Exmoor Explorer previously some were prepared for what was waiting for us but after 1400m of climbing and 40+km distance we were all in awe of our ride leader. He had scoped out the route and rode it all in 4 hours – sadly he was on his own when he did this and there was no-one to verify his claim. We would not, of course, have any comment to make about his good character and honesty.

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    From the car park at sea level we climbed and climbed in beautiful scenery pending the first descent which was a neat introduction to what was to come. A selfie stick was produced and how we enjoyed the moment! The only punctures of the day came on this descent and sadly one of the group punctured at the top (no one took the micky). Following this was some fab XC riding and a short stint of tarmac to get to Dunkery Beacon. This offered the opportunity for nuts and bananas or malt loaf depending on each riders personal preference for high performance food intake. Photos were taken – the selfie stick was replaced with a tripod and photos from the beacon were taken before we took to the descent. This proved to be a rocky river of shattered stones which made the forearms quiver and numbed the fingers as it went on and on. Grins were huge and there were no crashes although there were real tears when a tranny was abused!

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    More XC riding traversing hills on singletrack followed and we were almost back. However the closer we got to the car park the further away we were as the ride leader teased us with trails that wound this way and that. At this point I will have to confess to witnessing some pushing of bicycles as there were some very steep bits. However each up was rewarded with some exhilarating down. The final descent was dusty and narrow with whoops and grins we descended, at speed, to near the finish.

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    A final piece of tarmac to the nirvana of the ice-cream van was negotiated and all arrived back safe and sound. No one sensible fell on the tarmac and there was no blood!

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    Bring on Heaven of the South, May’s ride away.