Friday Night Fat Trail Fix, then Troll to Dinner

As the title says, rode up on the Fatty with the hatchet and cleared the Gum section with the tree down.  Hard(ish) yakka:

During  

After

(more of my handywork visible further down the trail too 😁)

Once cleared I pushed up to the Rabbit Paddock and dropped over to my sunset seat for a juicy beverage and a chill.  Once done, I pedalled back over and boffed off down the rocks and into the gums and through my cleared section and fun times all the way down.  Fatty popping and weaving nicely, then below road from 19th and coasting to the DogparkCarpark blast, lovely berm railing and jumps through the oaks and all the way out to the very bottom - doing a tiny bit of clearance just above the final drop to H'Ell.  Clamber to road, and home.  

Got a text from T saying, come on down to Pia's for dinner, so I jumped on the Troll and took some backways down the hill, zigzag, Kidson, Whisby, MacMillan, Rhodes to Garth, Crighton through the park then down river into Ernle Clarke and over the bridge, Studholme, park, Stenness and I was there, for food and some another beverage.

8 and a half km in total, with a measly 154 m escalated

Quick Father's Day Trail Maint Singlist

Late afternoon hoon on the singlist up to take out the log across the gum track.  Pushed from Skidder, diagonally up across Sesame and dropped into where the log needed removing.  

Before (kinda, during, you'll see it's already started)

Hacked away at it with my tomahawk and then shunted it out of the way.

Then pushed up through the rock garden from here, across the paddock to my sunset seat where I enjoyed the last of my August, call it the 32nd of August.

From here, a blast back down through where I'd fixed, barely needing to duck under the high log, and blitzed through all the good trails, singlespeed performing beautifully.  Down 235, really flying, even jumping the jumps on the rigid, then out down through to the very end, giving quite the fright to a young guy as I appeared out of the bushes.  Clambered up onto the road (nice light weight) and home.  

Exquisite 4.6 kms with 145 m escalated

Tuesday Fatso up to Lumberjackery

Bad weather coming over next few days, with potential for snow, and I felt the need for a quick fatty up the hill to sort out that log blocking my favourite route through the gums.  

Chuffed up the track from our driveway, onto the road, and around up into 19th, bumped into Doug, over to Skidder then up the grunter.  Grabbed some water from the fountain, adjusted my 'suspension,' and rode down into the rocks, across, around, and down to the log.  (see my hatchet sitting on the log in the top picture...) Chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop chop.  

Took it's toll on my arms - must have taken 15 or so minutes hard yakka (cos total ride time was 28 minutes, but total time elapsed was 47 - you can see the location by the squiggly bit on the MMR track) Got through it in the end and moved the lower half well off the track, and tidied up the other sticks and stuff around. Pics or it didn't happen:

Pushed the bike backwards up the trail a bit ready to ride down and down comes a dude who obviously didn't even know there'd been a log there.  After he'd passed I jumped on and chased, not seeing him for quite a ways, him taking my exact usual route all the way down.  At the 19th, I was gasping for water, total cotton mouth, so I zigged and zagged up the grass to the fountain up there behind the olive tree.  Had to lay on the ground gasping for a bit before having a good guzzle.  From here, around through the trees and then buzzing down the road, off into 235, nicely nicely through the muckery, jumps, oaks, right, up, up road, through carpark, and bombing down the back.  Home. 

Short and fat, 4.8 kms, with 152 m climbed.