The plan was simple, 7 of us had confirmed attending a gathering set in the North West of the Peak District for the not too ungodly hour of 10am. I had an approximate postcode and an rough idea of the exact location and two hours to get there. Threw the kit in the back of the car, three tyres good, one puncture - when did this happen?! Pick brother Rob up along the way. He's having breakfast still so a good time to strip the tyre down on the kitchen table and investigate things - discover a big old thorn right through the middle. 10 minutes later with the right tools and a bucket of water I'm re-assembling and we're on the way. Looks like a cold but clear day and the run from Buxton across the peak is beautiful.
The rest of the day I could describe, but it's easier to view and fortunately both JC and Rob both took some excellent footage. I reckon 12-14 boarders turned up in the end displaying all kinds of crazy riding, even on the loose gravelly surface. It may have been slow according to JC, but it sure was fun.
Enjoy!
2 comments:
Absolutely awesome!!!
Arrr that looked like a totally sick days riding.
Also liking JC shouts of encagement and did I see right lawson David out freeriding. Own up who drugged and bundled him into a van to get him out riding with no lift.
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