have been meaning to see if it's possible to ride to the moor from home and back, so the weather being as it was, i thought i'd give it a whirl. planned to meet yunki on route, so left in good spirits but as soon as the door shut, i'd a nagging doubt that i'd forgotten something.
dartmoor didn't look too far away - no problem
at teigngrace, reached the (geographical) low point of the ride, 10 metres. i'm sure i've forgotten something though.
hah, new i'd forgotten something. scored some monkey fuel. nothing can go wrong now.
meet yunki at bovey. as you can see, we're hardwired for gnarrrrrrrr
our climb continues. sadly we're only passing today but lustleigh cleave is adored from afar.
yunki enjoys the first descent of the day.
then scores some sweet singlybob.........
........ before becoming lensman for the incoming chimp.
it's a good job i'd bagged those 'nanas, otherwise this fella may have been trail snackage
the highest point of the ride. hambledown conquered. 534 metres.
as you can imagine, this endless dartmoor singletrack was becoming a real chore
actually, at this stage, the climbs were actually becoming a bit of a chore
the descents however............
i thought we would have to engage the cloaking device as we were about to peel 'off piste' right where this np ranger was parked. luckily, he was reading his paper and was obviously beguiled by kimberley, 18, from dorchester and didn't seem bothered by our reckless hooliganism
i check back to see if an irate ranger is hunting yunki down but all seems well.
yunki heads off to leave me with the remainder of the journey
i arrive home - banjaxed after 78 km and 2769m of climbing according to my gnarrrmin.
idave diet means that there is only one option for post ride celebrations, hardly a chore.
top day out but today i am a corpse.
