Blast from the Past
With the weekend’s Tornado blowing through South
Wales the damage to our trails is catastrophic. The feedback
from our keener weekend riders was that it’s like Hiroshima
out there, so good luck with your ride choice.
this in mind and the likelihood of a small turnout there were
only two choices: Number 1: avoid any route with trees; Number
2: go straight to a pub and get very drunk.
Surprises would unravel. First 26 riders turned out, obviously
due to my popularity! Included in the herd were my moo heroes
ADE & STUNT C***, the latter for his first Wednesday ride
of the year. The second surprise to the dismay of my certain
riders was the pub we were heading for had a fair distance
between us and it! The dismay got worse as we headed towards
Cwm-Fedw. A slog on good days, upper velvet was very taxing
but rideable. With Dave Bread-Arms also out on his first ride
for a long while I was very impressed with his staying power
up our first climb. I’m not sure if the Captain is losing
his fitness due to his swelling belly or he was just looking
after the rear end of the herd. Either way I fancy the crazy
frog (Johnny 08) is on his way back. A short rest and with
banter flowing we headed across the front of the mast dropping
down to the right and onto the gravel path. Ade left with a
puncture to his tubeless tyres. We used the lane Risca side
which I haven’t ridden up for Donkey’s years all
the way up to lower Turners cattle-grid. Here Dafney retired
due to a rear mech hanger disaster on the climb to the rocky
Ex Vice-Cap punctured riding over some fly tipping and remembered
that he’d forgotten a spare tube (T***). Taking the ride
leads role properly I offered my spare tube and stayed until
he was up and rolling. (Ken you owe me a tube). The herd went
ahead aiming for the ZIG ZAGS. A small possie had gathered
heading towards cow sh*t lane. After a brief conversation about
the time, how thirsty they were and how the zig zags would
be “muddy” they thought it best to head straight
down. I did consider it but enforced ride leader’s authority
and stuck with the original plan. Vice ludlow the leader of
the would be mootiny realised how strong the clique is and
followed behind with his tail between his legs.
Running as well as ever zig zags turned out to be a cracker.
Racing/pushing/elbowing and poor riding ability made for an
interesting downhill with ex vice-cap Tippy Toes bouncing down
the last zag banking. Fair play to Budgie he did stop to help
retrieve Slanty’s steed. A refreshing two pint stop at
the Church House was rewarded with the best pint of beer in
the County! Via the old pit, HQ was waiting for us. Sam’s
Scran was excellent as always and the usual suspects left at
an early hour after being treated with some Salsa dancing.
Another good night had by all.
Sorry the report is a bit late but better late than never!