Sweet wee bomb with Nelsie tonight while America slides into fascism.
Picked him up and we trafficked around to park at Sumnervale and headed downstream a little then around and up the old skool Captain. Once up on the 'level' it was good going, and I felt pretty good. Quite mild considering the beasterly blowing at home and elsewhere. I even cleaned the upper section before the gate (where I often end up too knackered). At Evans the view was amazing, with the low grey cloud cap over us, and bright sunshine beaming in to the otherside of the harbour. It was here I realised I'd forgotten to turn on MMR... Oh well.
Along the road, always a little further than you think, and lots of biggish lambs around, headed up the farmtrack to the Godley and I led the way back, keeping a pretty good pace, and enjoying the way the bike handled, actually getting some of the famed 'feel' I was looking for in this machine. (even more so lower down). Across the road and we dropped into the Captain, and as mentioned, the feel came in droves. The bike kinda dimensionally warps around certain corners. Tis sweet! Into the old skool section and so much fun. I kept on Nelson's tail for the first bit but a little further in I was struggling to reel him back in. Managed a couple of times, but then something would slow me. The rock roll-over gave me a bit of a fright, in that I really thought my left side bar was gonna slam the rock. Survived tho, and it was a good descent.
Rolled around back to the car and (then forgot to turn off MMR and ended up turning it off in Monck's Bay, but have editted that bit out.) headed home. For what it's worth, from Evans to Sumnervale via some trail, 7.5 kms, but in reality based on previous rides, 11.something kms and 420 or so climbed.
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