By the time the rest of us got there Saturday everything was set up… The bikes were on the stands; full gourmet barbecue rig and the keg of beer were all ready for action.
As everything was ready to go, some of us nipped out for a quick blast around the black route and World cup course, se strapped a go-pro camera on to capture all the action. “I’ve got a new found respect for cross-country riders” puffed Neil; On-One’s chief mechanic. Check out the videos for more detail.
We had the bright idea of setting up a top of the range Turbo trainer with a Pompino single speed (42-18) to challenge ourselves to ride up Alps etc, but as the beer flowed the idea got a lot simpler. See how many watts you can push out in a short sprint. Then it all got very messy when we discovered one of the lads was ‘circus compare’ or ‘shouter’ in a previous life. J.P starting working the crowd tankard in hand, we soon had loads of punters ready to pedal to bursting point. Our friend Claire really was bursting! (Claire you’re a good sport.) Check out the videos. The winner Stan was never found, Stan give us a call we’ve got a prize for you.
We’ll we’ve got you lot to blame for this madness. Someone on Facebook came up with the idea for the granny ring race. J.P bellowed, bikes were gathered, shifters clicked. By this time everyone was a bit giddy but the sight of 20+ riders peddling like the clappers sent everyone over the edge; On-One designer Stevo did it wellies and came about last…
After some more barbeque and Pompino Watt challenging everyone slopes off to bed.
Everyone was up about 7.00. For some reason three us who weren’t going to ride the event were filling out start sheets and gulfing litres off coffee. Bikes ready numbers on handlebars and were all off. The course was a mixture of single-track, fire-roads, technical descents… Hangovers long gone and we we’re flying along the 29er single-speed was a perfect choice for the course. Although the 456 was holding its own over the technical mud section…The tops of the moors was like riding over a M.O.D tank test area, we all survived playing Russian roulette with the puddles. Some were about an inch deep some sent you down to hub and over the bars.
Back at the finish everyone was trickling in looking a bit worse for wear… But the sun had come out and after a recovery drinks everyone was feeling pretty chuffed with themselves.
The event could not be called a race as this would incur all sorts of extra tedium. We couldn’t technically give prizes for the for the winners etc. So we had to be creative with the prizes. The first female 100k finisher; ‘Farmer Ruth’ had done no training other than farming and had to get back to feed the cattle. What a legend! Numerous other well deserving hard-nut’s went home with On-One goodies, including exclusive Hawaiian shirt for the youngest finisher.
A great weekends riding cheers again to everyone who made it. Roll on next year…
27 July 2011