Met at Nelson's after work and we rode around Centaurus not really knowing quite where to go yet, but formulating a bit of a plan as we rode. Turned left into Rossmore Tce, riding up this with my bottombracket creaking like a mo'fo. Pushed up the steep steps and then rode out Whareora Tce, across Dyers into MacMillan, and up the Whisby 'Rd' walky-steep. From here it was up Dyers Pass Rd, left into Hackthorne and I grabbed a drink from the fountain at Takahe (cos I'd left my backpack at home). Up Dyers around a few bends, and we dived into the Sneaky-35 trails. Last time I kept right, this time we dropped into the left (which proceeded to swoop across the right hand lane). Back and forth we dropped, swoopy swoopy. I lost my front wheel momentarily in some loose loam, but kept it together. A couple of quite greasy spots were interesting. We travelled further down and to the right than I did last time. Eventually tho into the lowest section I'd experienced then, and finally across the bottom of the valley, over the log, and up onto Loess for a flowy fun finishing finale.
Across the bottom of the park and straight into the bastard Uphill track. Nelson motored away, as usual, and I just plodded away as good as my legs could handle. The whole time we were in the park, from 35 through to this climb and beyond, a helicopter was hovering over (probably) Lord of the Possums. Cleaned all the zigs and zags, no dabs, and by the time I got to the easier 4wd section, Nelson was miles ahead. He waited at the top, before the quick speed down then climbing again as the chopper flew over and away. Around and up to a locked gate, so we pushed around the fence, and on up Worsleys. Nelson totally gapping me again.. Ambulance and CAP quad came down the road while we climbed. Up the Body Bag, a couple of guys ahead. I managed most of the way up, whereas Nelson obviously cleaned it.
Up to the Nun, and we decided on Gnarly Nun. First time since the scorched earth of yesteryear, was vaguely overgrown, but we picked our way down, cleaning everything very nicely, including some good rocky droppy sections I probably wouldn't have on the Turner. Then across the 4wd track and onto the super gnarly rocky dh descent down to lower Nun. One non-rollable, pop-the-front-wheel jump that I mastered perfectly, and we zoomed through the first swoops of lower Nun. Nelson pulled up with a flat, leaky pig of a tubeless tire that wouldn't seal. Pumped, rode on down, up road above Thomsons and pumped again at top of Vic.
Could see a big squall making its way across the city towards us from the northwest, so we bailed quickly, straight down to the rabbit paddock, rain and wind howling in as we flew into the rockgarden, and around through the gums. Felt like trees could come crashing down with the wind thrashing around us, and indeed, a couple had lower down before the last sweep across to the skidder site. Straight into Shazza's and bombed out the bottom of that straightlining down to Sneaky Ridge, bombing the rocks and through this, over the jump to Bridges and straightlining across and down to Hospital Corner, before fanging it down the valley bottom and out. Road wet with rain as we made our way back around to Nelson's whereupon the weather fined up again.
Lots of climbing, for not a lot of downward rewards. 19.6 kms, and 712 m climbed.
Across the bottom of the park and straight into the bastard Uphill track. Nelson motored away, as usual, and I just plodded away as good as my legs could handle. The whole time we were in the park, from 35 through to this climb and beyond, a helicopter was hovering over (probably) Lord of the Possums. Cleaned all the zigs and zags, no dabs, and by the time I got to the easier 4wd section, Nelson was miles ahead. He waited at the top, before the quick speed down then climbing again as the chopper flew over and away. Around and up to a locked gate, so we pushed around the fence, and on up Worsleys. Nelson totally gapping me again.. Ambulance and CAP quad came down the road while we climbed. Up the Body Bag, a couple of guys ahead. I managed most of the way up, whereas Nelson obviously cleaned it.
Up to the Nun, and we decided on Gnarly Nun. First time since the scorched earth of yesteryear, was vaguely overgrown, but we picked our way down, cleaning everything very nicely, including some good rocky droppy sections I probably wouldn't have on the Turner. Then across the 4wd track and onto the super gnarly rocky dh descent down to lower Nun. One non-rollable, pop-the-front-wheel jump that I mastered perfectly, and we zoomed through the first swoops of lower Nun. Nelson pulled up with a flat, leaky pig of a tubeless tire that wouldn't seal. Pumped, rode on down, up road above Thomsons and pumped again at top of Vic.
Could see a big squall making its way across the city towards us from the northwest, so we bailed quickly, straight down to the rabbit paddock, rain and wind howling in as we flew into the rockgarden, and around through the gums. Felt like trees could come crashing down with the wind thrashing around us, and indeed, a couple had lower down before the last sweep across to the skidder site. Straight into Shazza's and bombed out the bottom of that straightlining down to Sneaky Ridge, bombing the rocks and through this, over the jump to Bridges and straightlining across and down to Hospital Corner, before fanging it down the valley bottom and out. Road wet with rain as we made our way back around to Nelson's whereupon the weather fined up again.
Lots of climbing, for not a lot of downward rewards. 19.6 kms, and 712 m climbed.
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