Ha - forgot aboot this
Unfortunately no pics.
1 - don't generally go for trail centres
2 - busy at work so not really up for the weekend ride
3 - arrived in Peebles Sat am bursting for a crap and pee, hungry, uncertain of location, and without cash or food for the weekend camping exploits (yep - that well prepared this time)
4 - found sainsburys and public conveniences
5 - sighs of relief
6 - self and boy found cash machine and stocked up on junk food
7 - arrived Glentress, cold, still hungry and not really wanting to get on a bike
8 - tent erection
9 - hellos and get ready for the off, steady climbs and long sweet red route downhill. Boy enjoyed it immensley, so did I :roll:
10 - some food and back to camp - got cold
11 - went for another spin with the guys to Freeride Park
12 - back to tents - got colder
13 - Lit fire with Paraffin assistance :twisted:
14 - waited for Leeds chaps to return, which they did in freezing conditions with TWO CASES of beer. each.
15 - me and Kaiser speed off to shops for wood, fuel, food, and more beer (also wanted a couple of instant barbecues but Sainsburys had recently rotated stock and the aisle was now full of de-icer, windscreen scrapers, hot water bottles and ear muffs - TSK.)
16 - back - fire now thouroughly lit, burgers and sauasages, beer, rolls, beer rolls and excellent fried onions. Ice on tents. Stars out and Jupiter (Gazz?) bared its 4 moons. Berluddy freezin' Hot Fire - Minis Ken and Panda at full bore.
17 - bed early at 10/11 ish as its COLD
18 - woken at 2:30 by sound of TK's car starting up, warming up and driving up the drive :? Looked out to double check it wasn't mine. It wasn't. Went back too sleep.
19 - woke up. Berluddy freezin'. TK back, having taken projectile vomiting child to grandparents house. Tea. More Tea. Breakfast. Still cold.
20 - ride up to trail park with boy and Kaiser. Fart around. Boy falls off, taking a header into wall. breaks sister's helmet.
21 - following Kaiser down silly duckboard ramp efforts, I fall off and hear that crunching sound in R shoulder :shock: sore
22 - curse trail centres
23 - curse trail centres again
24 - We ride down and all live happily ever after
25 - over a week later and I have just popped 2x Diclofenac painkillers for the shooder, which ain't broke, but throbs.
26 - curse trail centres again and look at full suss bike half prepped in corner of kitchen :twisted:
As I say - no pics. However a question - has anyone here (
apart from Kaiser) found it necessary to fumble about with ladies' underwear when retrieving their shoes from a hostel/campsite drying room? No? Thought not
