Hit it with some new peeps. I met at Nelson's and we rode round to the bottom of Crapaki, meeting there George, Glen, Jackie, another Richard, and another whose name I dont recall. We headed up the Crapaki, climbing at a nice pace, talking all the way. Glen was sporting a brand-new first-ride-ever Yeti SB-something with 29r wheels. It was spanky a.f.
At the Taramea we regrouped and were joined for a stretch by an older guy on a 'lectric contraption. Headed up into the singletrack. George OTB'd almost immediately, which was amazing considering it was on the climb. Regrouped again at the rocky techsession bit, then Nelson and me blasted ahead of them down and around and across and all uppy downy as it is. The climb back around in the sun was pleasant and not at the same time. Straight into the singletrack climbing above the maindrag, and then Nels and me stuck to the main drag for the straight and up around to the top. All the rest of them took the singletrack.
Up Vernon, and Nelsie and me seemed to have the lead, but George wasn't far behind me, then Nels met someone to talk to, so we continued on, me following George at his pace. Regrouped again at start of the Traverse. Sun was lowering (half hour to sunset), so we decided to show them Fourpause and 'the' way into Old Skool.
Around the summit and no mucking around, straight into the descent. Dirt was damp under overgrowing grass, but grippy enough, and we blasted down the rocks and over the jumps and as per usual now I cleaned that last jump. Regroup and they all arrived with shit-eating grins, not having expected so much excitement... Down through the tussocks and over the edge, down, again, the rocks catching some of them out. Then the real descending began. Most of them didn't clean the steep rocky droppy sections, and Jackie bailed out and rode the 4wd track. Glen was wary of destroying his brand-new ride, so was careful Colin all the way. But mostly they enjoyed it, and now they know the way, they can come back and practice.
Into Old Skook and it was a blast. Best flow I've had, chasing Nelson tight on his tail, for ages. With all the regroups, I was still feeling pretty fresh, and so pumping through the flatter bits was easy and good. Out the bottom, and FREEZING cold in the valley. Ice-cream headache making. Regrouped, and then down the road. Most of the group stopped in at the Brickworks, but I needed to push on so Nelson and me headed back to his. I even had enough energy to clean the wee alleyway next to his place up to the car.
Not a bad 17.86 kms, and 526 m of altitudation.
At the Taramea we regrouped and were joined for a stretch by an older guy on a 'lectric contraption. Headed up into the singletrack. George OTB'd almost immediately, which was amazing considering it was on the climb. Regrouped again at the rocky techsession bit, then Nelson and me blasted ahead of them down and around and across and all uppy downy as it is. The climb back around in the sun was pleasant and not at the same time. Straight into the singletrack climbing above the maindrag, and then Nels and me stuck to the main drag for the straight and up around to the top. All the rest of them took the singletrack.
Up Vernon, and Nelsie and me seemed to have the lead, but George wasn't far behind me, then Nels met someone to talk to, so we continued on, me following George at his pace. Regrouped again at start of the Traverse. Sun was lowering (half hour to sunset), so we decided to show them Fourpause and 'the' way into Old Skool.
Around the summit and no mucking around, straight into the descent. Dirt was damp under overgrowing grass, but grippy enough, and we blasted down the rocks and over the jumps and as per usual now I cleaned that last jump. Regroup and they all arrived with shit-eating grins, not having expected so much excitement... Down through the tussocks and over the edge, down, again, the rocks catching some of them out. Then the real descending began. Most of them didn't clean the steep rocky droppy sections, and Jackie bailed out and rode the 4wd track. Glen was wary of destroying his brand-new ride, so was careful Colin all the way. But mostly they enjoyed it, and now they know the way, they can come back and practice.
Into Old Skook and it was a blast. Best flow I've had, chasing Nelson tight on his tail, for ages. With all the regroups, I was still feeling pretty fresh, and so pumping through the flatter bits was easy and good. Out the bottom, and FREEZING cold in the valley. Ice-cream headache making. Regrouped, and then down the road. Most of the group stopped in at the Brickworks, but I needed to push on so Nelson and me headed back to his. I even had enough energy to clean the wee alleyway next to his place up to the car.
Not a bad 17.86 kms, and 526 m of altitudation.
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