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it’s fun to see what you can achieve in under an hour, hence 2 videos of sub-1 hour rides in two days. virtually the same route as before, but i only included the really fun bit, not the whole 48 minute ordeal.
here’s a ride i did yesterday which, once i mapped it, happened to look a bit like africa.
i didn’t eat or drink before or during this ride which may have contributed to me riding like a drunk person and getting thoroughly beaten up the whole time. the resulting video is like someone having a nervous breakdown on awesome trails.
in this video there is:
* a bridge
* some steps
* a policeman
* filming of the tv show ‘alcatraz’
* people trying to restart the occupy vancouver camp
* snow (more than expected)
* trails (crinkum crankum, kirkford, griffen & immonator)
* the bus
* a crazy song by lucky dragons called mercy (hawksandsparrows.org/)
riding on mount fromme yesterday, my first ride out in over a month. looks like i need to brush up on my staying on the bike skills.
a couple of pictures of scarborough mountain bike guide steve, who runs chasing trails, on a white sky-ed day in deepest, darkest dalby.
the weather forecast clearly stated heavy downpours all week. when you get a downpour in vancouver, it isn’t like the ones in the uk. british rain trickles down. after displacing all it’s pent up energy with a 20 minute barrage, it loses steam and becomes that ‘wet air’ type brits will be familiar with. in vancouver it can sustain the barrage and it can sustain it for as long as it wants, no let up, no breaks, waterfalls from the sky.
so when i woke on tuesday morning to see that it wasn’t raining, i google mapped the route out to mount fromme and set off. first time on a bike in over a month – city riding scares me. google maps said it was 20km from kitsilano to fromme and should take over an hour. my fitness levels dictated that it took easily 2.
once out of the city and ascending the mountain highway it began to feel worth it. at one point i did some kind of double take that i was actually about to ride this place. i’d been warned by project-b to take it easy to begin with, advice i was taking very seriously.
floppy bunny is one of the first trails you come to heading up the forest track. it seemed a nice place to start. it was now raining heavily as forecast but these trails ride so well still. even the wood sections feel grippy compared to the slickwood of north shore stuff back home. floppy bunny provided a nice intro to what the riding is like with loads of roots and rocks, my favourite stuff to ride. after that first, short blast the 20km ride there felt like a worthy amount of effort.
it gets pretty eerie up here when you’re alone. clouds of condensation fall fast and surround you like in a horror film. trail features are dotted throughout the forest if you look closely, it’s like an ewok village.
the building of the trails is of such high quality. this wall ride is on a blue/green trail – in dalby blue/green trails are for walkers and people with limited bike skills, if you put this in there you’d be airlifting people off it daily.
as i climbed higher up the highway the weather was increasingly bad, there was an inch of snow and slush on the ground and a mountain rescue worker told me the higher up you go the worse the slush would be. he recommended oilcan, which was still pretty snowy to begin with but rode nicely still. by this point though water was literally flowing down the track, the reason for the north shore style of wooden bridges and crossings.
in total i rode five trails: floppy bunny, bobsled, lower oilcan, lower crippler and the double black graded digger. digger was perhaps a bit ambitious for a first day and provided some interesting and embarrassing bike-ditching.
that was my first day. i dropped off lower crippler into a graffitied park and headed for the seabus back to kits.
i like the north shore, i think me and it will get on very well.
more helmet cam fun. this time it’s breakfast.
the ampitheatre-like bowl of malham cove was apparently used in the harry potter films. that’s not the reason i went though, i only just learned that. i happened to unknowingly book a campsite at the foot of it and figured it was a good place to shelter from the kind of rain i’ve only experienced in yorkshire, sort of like wet particles more than rain itself.
luckily for me it was full of people sport climbing on various sections of the face. the route the guy in red is climbing here is known as yosemite wall.
i left after a few hours and decided i best go to the top, hoping for a decent view from up there. mother nature however wasn’t playing and instead proceeded to drench me in water particles and provide minimum visibility.
these limestone ‘steps’ are treacherous in water, it’s like they’ve been polished.
i had visions of getting a nice star trail picture from the tent doorway but it never stopped raining. cup o tea it is, everyone loves the sound of rain hitting a tent though.
on day 2 i rode a 40km beast. in hindsight, my 40lb mini-downhill bike wasn’t the best choice for this jaunt, but on the downs it was most suited. there were a couple of excellent downhills and some nice sandy moortop singletrack sections. the killer for me though was a monumentally steep rocky climb i had no choice but to push up, the other 2 lads rode the whole thing. after that i never really recovered until necking a load of drink near the end. still i would do it again tomorrow given the chance.
this is a crappy phone stitch from the top of afore-mentioned mega-climb. camera shake due to my legs.
cameras are basically like bats these days, i.e they can see in the dark. had to push the iso as high as i could, think it’s 6400. i don’t mind a bit of filmy grain anyway.
aidy and ian pushing the levels of grip on new sections of trail, 2nd or 3rd run down.