Ard Rock Festival 2018 in Photos

In no particular order, some pics I snapped with my Canon EOS M around the event village and I believe all of these are with the 35mm manual lens.

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Mountain Rescue – all raffle ticket proceedings went to this bunch looking after the rest of us fools on the hills
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First starting line up of the day. Jono Jones in the middle snapped a few chains and got lost but still managed a respectable finish and went on to win the Pump Track Challenge again!

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Danny won his category but was beaten in the overall times by 4 seconds by none other than Peaty himself

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I looked after myself with a few hot drinks #alpkit
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Dales Bike Centre did a grand job of bacon sarnies and cooked breakfasts everyday

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The clouds threatened, but no rain fell (well a few spots!

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My First 100km Ride

Ok it wasn’t on a mountain bike but it was on a cyclocross/gravel bike and was hard work in yesterday’s heat.

I didn’t have much of a plan. I’d loosely mapped out a 100km route and I had 3 main check points.

Solsbury Hill (From the Peter Gabriel song)
The Bath Two Tunnels
and getting home via the Caen Hill Locks by 9pm

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Somewhere between Bath and Devizes – my bike carried 1 bottle of water, my tools and puncture kit and also my DJI Spark drone.

I set off after 1pm with a sort of plan that it would begin to cool as my ride went on rather than get hotter, and because I’d had a few beers the night before and didn’t feel like riding in the AM.

My journey took me along probably 50km of cycle paths (40km of which were rough – the Kennet and Avon tow path sounds lovely but its bumpy and rough for a 30km stretch).   And 50km or roads and paved tracks.

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View of Bath from “little” Solsbury Hill – take with DJI Spark

The Bike

My bike is a Genesis CDF – a few years old, and is a steal cyclocross machine weighing around 12kg I think – haven’t weighed it. And I currently have fitted some Specialized Borough tyres – these are great for the smoother surfaces but don’t hide the bumps of the Kennet and Avon Canal tow path!

Nutrition

I didn’t really plan this very well and though I thought I did OK, it shows that with some better planning I would have had plenty of energy

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I had a 500ml bottle on the bike and another in a bum bag, waist pack along with my snacks.  When I stopped at a corner shop these three fitted perfectly between the rack and seat post. I love a Strawberry Yazoo!

I carried 2 x 500ml bottles that I refilled in a pub, a camp site and with a bottle purchased from a shop.  So I drank around 4 litres as well as a milk shake and a bottle of coke.

Before I left I’d had some eggs for breakfast and bacon sandwich for lunch.

Food en route consisted of 3 basic cereal bars, and half a pack of Haribos.

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Caen Hill Lock Flight – about 14km from home.  I’d have been home an hour earlier if I hadn’t flown the DJI Spark for these photos here and on to of Solsbury Hill.

Journey details

Distance 101.7km
Elapsed time 7 hrs 55 min
Moving time 5 hrs 57 min
Elevation 1070m
Max speed 64kmph

https://www.strava.com/activities/1721130902

Whats next?

The bike needs some new brake pads, bottom bracket, cassette and chain. I’m also thinking of changing up the front chain rings to give some more climbing and less top speed if possible.

And another ride as soon as i can make the time.

Gary’s Journey to the Dirty Reiver

Drop bars are not just available on road bikes and reserved for skinny fellas, shaved to within an inch of their lives and perched on tiny little carbon feather-weight bikes.

They are for big hairy blokes (and ladies) too…

I met Gary a number of years ago and ride with him regularly on mountain bike rides and I now blame him for me probably entering this next year!

Over to you Gary…

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My first year of riding a drop handled bike since I was a kid, got to say I was really enjoying it, I’d been riding mountain bikes for years and I was finding that the riding was getting more and more extreme, although I enjoy the exhilaration of flying flat out down the side of a mountain I was missing the big day out countryside adventure, and I’d had a couple of near misses where the outcome could have been so different.

Couldn’t see myself as a flat-out roadie so after a couple of Chats with Jim (Independent Bike Works) I purchased the Lapierre Cross Hill 500 Gravel Bike, perfect compromise.

One of the reasons for getting this bike was having the ability to ride from my door, 90% of the time I was having to put my mountain bike in my van drive somewhere, get covered in the you know what come back home spend an age cleaning the bike only to repeat a few days later, it was wearing thin.

Best reason for myself for using a local bike shop is that you get immersed in a community of like minded people, wiggle hasn’t called me on a Monday and asked me if I fancied a ride at the weekend, Soon I got into riding regularly on a Thursday night with a few mates, apart from it being winter I was thoroughly enjoying it, the mileage and the speed started to creep up, did my first hundred miler in April, come close to having a snooze while riding on the closing stages of that one, signed on to my first road sportive in May, Cogfest great friendly event starting in Minchinhampton.

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One of the bike shop conversations with Jim suggested that we ride to Stonehenge through the night to get to the stones in time for sunrise, what could go wrong, as it turned out nothing, riding across the Salisbury plane and arriving at Stonehenge at the crack of dawn with a bunch of mates was quite magical, although 115 miles of exercise put me off my breakfast when we got back (unbelievable).

Next big event was the Chavenage sportive, had a great idea to ride too this event and ride back when it was all done, after all the event was only 80 miles, there was some big ol hills early on in this ride which finished my legs off (that’s my excuse anyway) even a well filled ciabatta couldn’t bring my energy levels back.

More training needed, few guys I know from the mountain biking also ride road bikes with the Tetbury Velos, so I asked to join them, bit daunting this as they are some strong riders, no need to worry, great friendly bunch who ride some great routes through the Cotswolds and they stop for cake, what’s not to like.

Another 100 + ride with Jim into Oxfordshire and back, these 100 mile rides are great, good day out, seeing some great countryside which takes your mind off the fact that you are getting some great exercise.

On our Thursday night rides we did take on a couple of the gravel tracks around the lakes at South Cerney, which was great fun and got us thinking lets ride more gravel, so an event called the Gold Rush was entered, partial road and partial gravel tracks, starting from Salisbury racecourse and heading over to Shaftsbury, which has a delightful and famous hill called Gold Hill, that got me walking that one and then headed back towards Salisbury on a brilliant fast gravel road, the bug was caught.

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What could be the next challenge, quick look on the internet and there it was, The Dirty Reiver, a 200km gravel ride in the Northumberland country side, breaking into Scotland and back, got at least 6 months to train for it, plenty of time. Anyway, winter came, the weather was terrible and a 100 other excuses why I wasn’t getting out on the bike to train for this event.

April the 21st was getting closer and closer, but no worries, I’d ridden over 100 miles before, it’ll be fine. The weekend of the Dirty Reiver was with us, Jim, Dave and myself headed up North, checked into the B & B then went down to the pub to do some carb loading, woke up the next morning at stupid o’clock so that we could get to the start line for 7.00am. The weather was great, a little cold but it was dry, perfect riding conditions. Off we went 800 + riders, this event was on some of the best gravel tracks I’ve ever been on, scenery was stunning, hills went on for what seemed like for ever, decents were fast, riders were friendly, brilliant. One thing I underestimated was nutrition, 89 miles in I just run out of energy, talked nicely to the guys at the feed station and got a lift back, perfect. I will be back to this event to finish the business.

It’s been a great year, the Crosshill 500 has been an amazing bike, it’s took everything I’ve chucked at it (which is a lot) I’ve thoroughly enjoyed the riding, getting fitter and it has improved the enjoyment on the mountain bike because I’m fitter.

Roll on this year and all its events, looking forward to the White Roads Classic.

Go follow Gary on Instagram

Visit his local bike shop – Independent Bikes

And maybe enter the Dirty Reiver for next year

 

 

Sparks will fly

If you are a follower of my blog, facebook or instagram you will know I like to take photos, and my Gopro usually accompanies me on my trips too. Well it was only a matter of time before I got a flying camera wasn’t it!

I’m not made of money so the entry level Spark from DJI has been on my watch list for a while and I finally saw a great deal and went for it.

I was also on my way to Snowdonia and the Elan Valley with my mate and his van for the weekend so it was an opportunity to good to miss.

Day 1 I spent most of the batteries figuring out what to do and didn’t get much footage. Day 2 I felt I got a lot more efficient and managed the day with juice to spare.

I wasn’t quite brave enough to fly it out over the reservoirs in the Elan Valley or let it get too far from me in the mountains as I hadn’t quite worked out the “homing” settings.

What do you think of the results of my first drone edit?

I want to mix it up with GoPro footage in the future and think I’m going to have to invest in some decent video editing software sooner or later…

A weekend in the Yorkshire Dales

I had planned on a 2 month fitness improvement plan. I had planned on getting out a lot more. But the weekend of riding in the Yorkshire Dales arrived just ahead of my fitness.

Its easy to blame the long damp, muddy winter – so I will.

I struggled. Enjoyed myself but struggled for the first time in a while, maybe working at home and having too many biscuits with each cup of tea was taking its toll, or I’d simply been a fair weather biker!

Anyway – it was a cracking weekend…  Thanks to Tom @ MTB Guiding for organising and for Stu @ Dales Bike Centre for guiding Saturday and Sunday.

I made a detour to one of my sort of bucket list locations before meeting the gang on Friday to Malham Cove. It had featured on the ITV programme about Great British walks and I still need to go back for a “walk”.

We met in Horton-in-Ribblesdale and Tom and Steph took us on a trip around Pen-y-Ghent, the smallest of the dales 3 peaks. I’m not sure what it means but its sounds Welsh and I think could mean either “head of winds” or  “hill on the border” – who knows.  It was a great circular route completely circumnavigating the peak and set us up for the weekend.

It rained a little, but mostly we had to navigate wet spongy ground in between grassy slopes. Stunning scenery. Why have I never been to the Dales before?

Friday and Saturday nights we stayed at the Dales Bike Centre in Fremington.  If you’ve done one of the Ard Rock Enduro’s you’ll be familiar with the location and the terrain.

We were in for a big weekend.

Saturday it rained. And then it rained some more. And a little bit more on top. The weather was miserable, but the riding was immense.  Yes we slipped around all over the place, yes the rocks were dangerous, yes we got cold and yes I took a BIG tumble which no one photographed (cameras and phones stayed out of the rain mostly).

But we had a great time!

Sunday the weather was more cooperative and the trails on the opposite side of the valley were also drier. We gained some height very quickly and continued to do so, which meant we could spend most the afternoon coming down hill.

We did have a few hike a bike spots and but were also treated some of the best trails of the day, some sweet single track and some of us even got down to  just our t shirts as the sun tried to join us.

3 biggish rides mean the body and bike took a battering over the 3 days.

The numbers:
Distance ridden – circa 90km
Height gained – circa 2500m
Tea drunk – 20 cups
Pints of Guinness – maybe 10
Food eaten – loads!
Cake devoured – not as much as I expected…

I need to get back to the Dales, oh wait I’m booked on to the Ard Rock Marathon in August!  Better start that training now!