On the way home from the bach in the Fiat loaded with kids bikes (T had the kids in the Hyundy) I stopped for a quick blat up Mt Sinclair. Parked on Pettigrews Rd and rode, strategically ignoring the "Closed for lambing and calving 1st September to 25th October", on account that that was only 2 days away, and how 'sensitive' could lambs be by this time? I did however abide by the No Dogs sign, leaving poor little Jetty in the car.
Climbed up the farm track keeping an eye on some magpies who were croaking around above. Over the first stile into a paddock with some sheep and (quite big) lambs, then next stile and climbing to the next stile, into the bush, over another stile, climbing up to another stile, and then climbing again, this time to another stile. Up through bush and open, amazing views all around, to, you guessed it, another stile, nope, actually, a gate that was open, through this and on to another stile. This was the top of Sinclair and as I'd remembered half way up that the rear passenger door of the Fiat doesn't lock on the Central Locking, the car was therefore unsecure. Damn. Was kinda planning on peaking Fitzgerald too but felt I should get back to Jet. So, turned around and bombed. Quite wet under tread, cos it'd rained heavily maybe an hour before I parked, so I was duly spattered all the way back. Lots of downhill, over all the stiles, and eventually a fast blat down to the car, untouched, and a happy Jet.
Short and sweet, a measly 9 kms, with 381 m climbed...
Climbed up the farm track keeping an eye on some magpies who were croaking around above. Over the first stile into a paddock with some sheep and (quite big) lambs, then next stile and climbing to the next stile, into the bush, over another stile, climbing up to another stile, and then climbing again, this time to another stile. Up through bush and open, amazing views all around, to, you guessed it, another stile, nope, actually, a gate that was open, through this and on to another stile. This was the top of Sinclair and as I'd remembered half way up that the rear passenger door of the Fiat doesn't lock on the Central Locking, the car was therefore unsecure. Damn. Was kinda planning on peaking Fitzgerald too but felt I should get back to Jet. So, turned around and bombed. Quite wet under tread, cos it'd rained heavily maybe an hour before I parked, so I was duly spattered all the way back. Lots of downhill, over all the stiles, and eventually a fast blat down to the car, untouched, and a happy Jet.
Short and sweet, a measly 9 kms, with 381 m climbed...
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