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MTB Virgin pops his cherry…

Tuesday, April 21st, 2009

In a cold mist and time honoured fashion, Donal fettled the bikes pre-ride. Not Annie's for a change but Peter's which I had borrowed for the YAC beginners' MTB ride.

start of the ride, across open moorland in the sun

start of the ride, across open moorland in the sun

Never having ridden a mountain bike trail and being fairly unimpressed, I thought this was a good chance to check it out and see what the fuss was about, as well as supporting club efforts in organising introductory events. Andrew, Sally and Debbie (with shiny bikes) made up the 6.

sheep

sheep

Our route took us along a road for a wee while then across open moorland and through some farm land. The sun had burnt off the mist and most people started to strip off a layer or two (apart from Annie and me – I only had a thermal top on, and Annie only had 3 layers including a fleece). We were heading for Hawnby from not far outside Osmotherly, across parts of the NYM I'd never been to before. It was stunning scenery, with added baa-lambs for cuteness.
Andrew making a splash

Andrew making a splash


Some pretty steep uphill and fast descents and multiple redundant crossings of a ford, brought us to a great cafe in the sun for tea and lunch, in the lower part of Hawnby village – highly recommended.

The route back included a steep ascent up a track and a lovely ride through some woods, with frequent stops to admire the view and catch our breath. A ridiculously steep path out of a picturesque secluded valley, meant a push to the plateau, but then an easy track ride followed by some tricky blocky paths and a steep super fast descent back to the cars.

Donal rests in the forest

Donal rests in the forest


Clearly I was not doing it right as despite having Peter's bike and helmet I failed to face plant, break anything, lose the bike or actually fall off at all. Donal tells me it was about 14 miles or so and typical standard.

Opinion..
So my first MTB ride, will I be back ? Not if the weather is as nice as that 'cos it was perfect for climbing; in the autumn – maybe. Riding on track and bridleways and roads was great, although it's easy to see how walkers can become irritated with riders and vice versa – I don't think they mix well. My other concern has always been the level of erosion (and IMHO) this was pretty significant on the dry moorland and even the boggy parts. Deep ruts being worn, yeah the walkers are responsible for most of it but each bike seems to impart quite a bit of damage, and probably not helped by my inexperience. I think I'd happily go on purpose-made trails or across some of the open fields and grasslands, but not into the hills themselves.

Debbie en ford

Debbie en ford




Thanks
Big up to Donal for sorting this one out, and to Peter for equipment and the rest of the gang for a fun day and great conversation, hope people will support these YAC introductory days as they are a good way of sharing skills in a friendly atmosphere.

— Rob

Little Langdale Bikers

Sunday, November 23rd, 2008

Mountain bike ride, Saturday Nov 22. Great Langdale-Tarn Howes: 22 kilometres, 885 metres ascent.

Annie, Pete, Donal and Andrew.

A simple straightforward route that the guidebook claimed would take us no time at all.

However, the author hadn't factored in the time necessary for Miss Gostling’s Running Repairs. This is Annie's answer to the credit crunch – get your bike repaired by your cycling buddies -for free! We started from the car park by The Stables pub and by the time we got to Chapel Stile on the road, Annie was complaining of a lack of gears. We sorted the rusty gear cable and headed up over to Rydal Water and the Loughrigg Terrace, where we discovered that Annie had worn her brake blocks down to the metal. The noise of metal on metal was just too much to for our poor ears, so we cycled into Ambleside to buy some new brakes.

The bike shop assistant tried to sell Annie a new mountain bike with a built-in computer "brain". I wondered whether the Brain was capable of doing its own bike repairs! After Donal replaced all her brake blocks, we decided it was time for tea and cake. Pete somehow resisted the magnificent pies.

From Ambleside, we climbed over Loughrigg Fell to Skelwith Bridge, then over Arnside to the Iron Keld junction (near Tarn Howes) with the track down to High Cross on the A 593, and on to Hodge Close hamlet. From here we travelled north, but wimped out of going through the infamous ford on the Tilberthwaite-Little Langdale track, because the water looked very cold and someone always falls in.

As we were a bit dehydrated from our exertions, we went into the Stables bar for refreshments, only to find Alan K shouting at the footy on the pub telly. He was, by this time on pint no.7, and went to bed the moment we got him home.

Verdict: Excellent route with lots of potential for variations.

Pete's Score: One "I fell off my bike because I've run out of energy", one superb (and totally predictable) face plant, and a new style of accident for him: hopping down a baby rockface with one leg wrapped round his bike frame…a very slow crash. We really need to look out for rides that give Pete the opportunity to expand on this new form of street theatre.

Andrew