Headed out about 9 with Jet, in the Fiat, across town to Worsley's, for a ride of ever diminishing circles. Parked up top and headed on up the main drag, riding the ridges - multichoice singletrack I called it. Cleaned it pretty much all the way up, a couple dabs, and then up past the Forest Closed sign and into the B-Line zone. Clambered on up the upper access track and dropped straight on into Tommy2, flowing down the loamy trail, swooping 'round the bends and rolling over the drops and roots. Lovely flowy ride down, just the sound of the birds, happy jet alongside or behind, the brakes hussing all the way down down and occasionally the scrape of a tire on loose dirt, rocks or roots. Through the bottom and climbing around and up the access track. At the junction headed up the Guts track, climbing climbing climbing, catching a couple dudes after the pylon gap and passing them up at the corner. Last leg to the clifftop was a puffer, but rode it all at my own pace, finally selecting granny for that last section. A few bods at the top, I rode on past and up the Original, with variations. Blew out the rocky section Nelson cleaned last time, and then headed back up for the top, and on up the upper access.
This time dropped into my new one, up just past the entrance to Deb's, and down through the canyon. Took a pic in here, cos it was such a nice zone.
Then it was across and down through the dark forest, and across the creek. Looked like a bloody trailbike had been through, the wankers. Still, they'd carved the track out a bit, almost defining it better. Into the open space and around the cool rock, rode it all the way through and into the forest for the long and off camber sidle. Appeared that motorbike had peeled off up the hill here, while I swooped up and down across the slope and tucked back into Tommy2's. Down this, once again, lovely buzz down here and through the bottom and back up the access track to the Junction. What a day.
Next up it was back up the Guts climb, just up to the cliff top this time, so, basically, all the worst of it. No one else around here. Was disgusted to see broken bottles on the clifftop and trash chucked over the cliff edge. Fucking 4wheel-driver cunzors. Into what was Wayne's World, is looking rather un-ridden, then around and across to the lower reaches, then straight into Fight Club for a swoopy joyful blast down here dropping on through to the bottom and back into the access climb.
Final time up the Guts, this time just to the pylon gap, chatting with a couple guys here before heading back down first on the left hand side then across into our old favourite swooping down through the trees and over that feature that used to seem like such a big vertical drop, then around into the new exit from this, back onto the access climbing track, just above the watertank down there. Back up to the junction and across the main Worsley Track, into the forest and down the jumpy track, jumping some, rolling round others. Climbed over the fence gap and then down the final section, jumping more and rolling around others, out the bottom and down the 4wd track, then climbed up to where people park and down the new finishing track, which turns out is called Epitaph, back to the car. Nicely nicely.
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