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My mate asked me to bid on something at the police auctions - just dropped me off and vanished. Can't remember if I bought whatever it was he wanted but did manage to buy a rigid Trek and a Muddy Fox Courier, both complete with locked U-locks which needed ground off by a blacksmith!
Just kept going thereafter - all round Deeside and beyond.
I'd always been into bikes, used to bmx a lot as a teenager. All my mates quit so I got a bit bored of riding by myself and sold my bmx, bought a mtb (DMR Trailstar) for messing about on but never really got into it properly so it was left un-used a lot of the time. After my first year of uni I decided I needed to seriously lose weight and started riding my bike every day, just on the road. Really started to enjoy it and wanted a bit more excitement than roads so started riding it off road a bit more, then just progressed from there really. And now here I am, 12 stone lighter with a Whistler summer under my belt and a lot poorer thanks to regular bike expenditure. Wouldn't say I'm a bad rider now either. I really started to get way more into it when I lived 15 mins away from Western Park jumps in Leicester. Ended up riding them pretty much every morning before lectures! I also have a road bike and started bmx again.
A Saracen Kili Racer, around Cromford in the mid-90's:
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Can't remember how MTB first caught my attention; probably because my older brother had one. Those Ritchey Z-Max tyres were absolute pigs for picking up sticky mud. Spent ages messing around on jumps behind a Nottingham industrial estate too, went through so many wheels. LBS loved me 🙂
Always lived in the middle of nowhere so rode off road on my chopper copies when I was wee. Parents wouldn't buy me a bmx so I got Raleigh Pacer instead. Luckily it had quite wide tyres so could cope with farm tracks, flew up hill. Got my first MTB about 1988, a Raleigh Mustang from the now defunct MacDonald's Cycles in Edinburgh. The man who sold it to us said I'd grow into it, don't think I ever did. In '93 I got a Cannondale M400, crap clearance and sticky mud meant there was no paint left on the inside of the stays after the first ride. Still had it twelve years ago until we lost an argument with a Ford Mondeo.
Grew up in the country, which meant if I wanted to get anywhere, I had to ride a bike. I'd had a BMX, then a cheap road bike as a kid, but at about 9/10 years old a couple of mates at school ended up getting cheap mountain bikes, and I was very jealous! Anyway, picked up a load of brochures, and convinced myself I wanted a Peugeot for just over £200 at the time for my 10th Birthday (I was putting a bit of money towards it). My duly obliged and took me to buy said Peugeot...
Got there and discovered the size I was TOLD I'd need over the phone (a 19" frame, I was 10 FFS!) obviously didn't fit, and they didn't have anything smaller in the Peugeot range I was looking at. BUT... "Just sit on this Marin to work out your size" said the guy in the shop... Needless to say, I grinned, my Dad caved in, I had said Marin Muirwoods for my 10th Birthday! Lucky boy...
Continued to ride that (mainly to get places, but also on the road, no real offroad other than round the garden and local fields) for about 4 years, during which time a couple of mates and my cousin actually started riding offroad proper. Again, I saved up some money, twisted my Dad's arm to help me out a bit, and at 15 I got a Marin Eldridge Grade. And immediately started riding proper offroad on it.
Within about 9 months I'd convinced myself I needed a full sus (got a summer job and paid for it), then upgradeitis set in HARD and the rest is history...
I now run a bike shop! 😳
Much the same as many other posters.
Always had bikes - small bike, Grifter, roadie, BMZ etc. and spent all day every day riding around on them. 1988 I went to Uni and spent my whole student loan on a Kona explosif. That was it really - massive weekend rides, bivvy trips, bothy trips, summer winter, everything. Still got the bike and still ride my bikes(7 of). Nothing does it for me like a bike ride - long, short, hard, slow, up, down - it's good to be alive.
Aged 15 in 1995, I peer over the fence to say hello to my neighbour. He's there cleaning the most amazing Saracen mountain bike I've ever seen. He invites me mountain biking that coming Sunday. I got my Muddy Fox Pathfinder that I used for my paper round, pumped the tyres up rock hard and off we went (with lock and lights still attached!) and was hooked! Summer job in 1996 allowed my to buy a Diamondback Topanga from Halfords for £300. I've then progressed onto/through many, many bikes. Loved the bikes so much I entered the bike trade in 2001, which I still love and doubt I'll ever leave.
I always had bikes as a kid and, living on a farm, never had any shortage of places to rag them around. Then as soon as I got a motorcycle licence (when I was 16) I started riding trials bikes and motocross bikes made "road legal" well, sort of - it was easy in those days.
So, I rode trials and, later, enduro bikes until one day I decided I needed a change and took up sled dog racing. But it's mainly a winter sport and you can't even do that much training when the temperatures get a bit higher, so I thought that I'd get a mountain bike, just as a way of keeping fit in the summer months.
I bought a nine month old 1988 Explosif (which I still have) and that's it really.
I still have ideas of getting a twin shock trials bike though (320 Majesty or 280 SWM)and making a classic trials comeback but then I probably wouldn't ride push bikes any more.
I started when I was in my early 20s. I went on a holiday to Spain with Joyriders. For the first couple of days it was just me and the guides, who were ace - they were really patient and encouraging and I loved it all.
Looking back now it seems a bit crazy - first time at mountain biking, going down some pretty challenging trails, on a full sus, and in clips - which I'd never used before. But was one of the best hols ever and I ended up buying the same model of bike - stumpjumper - that I'd hired out there.
Have always had a bike of some description since i was 3 or 4. Christmas 81 saw me with my first bmx and i that was it for me. [s]Rode[/s] Lived bmx for almost 16 years then got into motorbikes. I think around '93 the local bike shop owner convinced me to try an atb so i did. It lasted almost one day, during which time i bust the gears, wheels, crank and forks and bars - it wasn't a bmx 😳 I carried on riding bmx/motorbike for a few years then the dropped the cycling all together.
An unfortunate series of events (motorbike related) led me to sell the motorbike in 2007 and as i knew i needed some sort of adrenaline fix, i got myself a nice little Marin hardtail (which also mysteriously broke within 1 hour of owning 😉 ).
As I kid I always rode my bikes in the woods (on Grifters, racers, and a Bomber), then in October 1985, aged 14, with pocket money, tattie money, and a little help from mum & dad, I took a train into Aberdeen with £175 in my pocket, and returned with a 15 speed Raleigh Maverick with canti brakes, 2" Araya alloy rims and big bars. It was a revelation. And even now, at the age of 42, I'm getting goosebumps remembering that day and just how excited and chuffed I was with the bike.
Relatively new used to be a runner then triathlons & road but involved in bad RTA with drunk driver when training for IM. Another triathlete who was also mtb rider kept saying I would love mtb as before living in LDN grew up in Horwich Lancs running fells & XC. Insurance payout bought a Trek 9.9 went in Epping forest fell in love with it immediately then got roped into doing Dusk till Dawn. I crashed 7 times on one lap but couldn't believe the togetherness of everybody taking part which was completely opposite to triathlon. Never looked back.
1989, 13 years old and a Raleigh Memphis. That got knicked from outside of Hardisty's in Town, so a 1990 Raleigh Mirage gate-sized thing (20" was the smallest they did) was next.
Loving riding sitll, but wish I had the time now as I did then.
in 1991 I was 25 years old never ever ridden a bike, daughter was a couple of months old at the time and as a house parent I was fond of going to the local auction house. There was a rocking horse in the auction and I decided that it would be ideal as a toy........bought the rocking horse but it was a job lot and came with a
KHS Montana mountainbike .......way too large for me but my SO taught me how to ride and here I am still trying to hone my skills
sold the bike to LBS owner as it was his size and still got the rocking horse.
Always cycled to school and then 6th form, then finished Uni a bit fatter in 1999 and my main leisure pursuit was gaming on my pc till 2am. It wasn't until till about 5yrs ago that a mate from work said he's been out out on a bike in some local woods and that I should come. I bought an old red Raleigh on eBay & went with him.
His instructions were 'when we get to the steep bit stand up, don't touch the front brake and just pull the back one just a little bit' I did as told and remember wooping for joy as I ended 'the steep bit' great fun. Bought a better bike a month later and never looked back.
Our family were always into bikes. My old man had us cycling everywhere. I remember cycling hols around Cherbourg and St Malo (he was immigration on the ferries, so often went over to France with him), on road bikes back then, but doing 50 miles a day (I was about 10, my bro 12!).
Anyway, years passed, I got into BMX and then back onto my road bike. Then I remember the ATBs coming mainstream. A mate bought a Raleigh Mustang, my mum and I thought it was awesome! That set my mum off, so she and my dad bought Muddy Fox Couriers (his and hers, my dad still has his). Not sure if it was the same time, but I bought a Giant Sierra (one of the first bikes with Hyperglide rear cassette!), mountain LX groupset, very cool! I rode the South Downs, Butser hill and QE park (pre trail centre) with mates on MBK, Specialized Rockhopper (yellow one, which I wanted) This was about 1988. I remember doing a good long SDW ride with my old man and a Swedish exchange student (he must have rode my mums bike lol!). My bike got nicked.
Got into mopeds after that, and then cars, and then back into MTBs in 1994. I bought a rigid Spesh Rockhopper and me and my current riding mate traveled long distances in our cars in search of great trails. 1st to Breacon, then 4 Lake District holidays, and a Les Arcs 2 week hol in 1996 (after I had noticed MTB trail map whilst snowboarding/skiing).
I stopped MTBing in 2001 when I moved away, but got back into it in 2008 or 09.
Shared a student house with a future MTB magazine editor turned bike designer. He always had a few of them cluttering up the place.
Graduated.
Got a job.
Bought a house.
Bought a bike, and another, and another.
Now as a family we have seven of them cluttering up the place.
Thanks Brant 😉
Never really into bikes when I was young.
fast forward to world of employment, and a/ started hill-walking in a big way
b/ guy in work (Gary) had bought a MTB (Claud Butler?) so I bought one as well - this would be 1987? From Stuarts Cycles in Forres.
It was a Rockhopper as above, but with U brakes, bright yellow. It's still about, somewhere near Peebles. Hooked. Used it for hill-walking access, and for ragging around Edinburgh - up and down Arthur's Seat, Pentlands in early days (Puke Hill, The Swoop, Death or Glory, Placenta Path, Peaty Path, Donald's Hill, Callum's Hill).
Advanced to steel Stumpjumper in 1988 I think - lovely bike - used for everything - jaunts to deepest Perthshire, commuting (so at weekends the pannier rack was still on back...) . It finally got side-swiped and down tube cracked. Bought it one Friday, by the Sunday evening had done about 7 Munros with it, and the oh so nice black ano on the rims was long gone...
An M2 Stumpjumper (still going after 15 years) followed, supplemented by a s/h Kona Kilaeua SS conversion about 6/7 years ago. Still have both. Love them.
After spending a lot of my youth riding and destroying Raleigh Grifters in the local woods, I spent some time riding road bikes.
In the late 80's I had a go on a rental Raleigh Maverick and eventually got a mountain bike when at university in my second year. First MTB was a Specialized Stumpjumper Team - no sense going in on a cheapy. Then I had an Orange Prestige and later a Kona Explosif.
I can't say I enjoyed racing the Mountain Bike Club of Wales Winter Series in that first winter.
Been riding bikes since I was a wee lad but was more interested in touring and longer road rides. First week of university I decided to take my Scott hybrid around Leigh woods for an explore. Ran into a guy I recognised from my course and spent the next 3 hours scaring ourselves witless (The picnic bench trail on a hybrid was a bit lethal. The next week my first loan cheque came and i became the owner of a shiny marin hardtail. Been crazy about it ever since.
Still cant clean that picnic bench trail though grrr
Kryton57 - Member
... Physio recommended cycling...
I forgot to add, this was recommended a s a low impact aerobic exercise designed not to aggravate my back or knee injuries. Since then I've inherited a robot clavicle, broken and elbow, thumb and ankle 😀
Wanted to do it when I was a teen, 12 years later realising I was a 24 stone blob of lard that just played Xbox I figured id sell it all , buy a bike and give it a go.
3 years later I'm under 18 stone and I can't imagine life without MTB.
I was in between jobs in 1987, bored and mooching around Harrogate when I spotted a white and yellow Raleigh Maverick with red graphics in a bike shop window. I stopped and stared at it and realised that was the future of cycling so I walked in and bought it on the spot for £199 on my Barclaycard. Got on it and rode it 7 miles back to Summerbridge with half-inflated tyres and the seat too low, I thought I was fit but by half way home I was dying of exhaustion! A neighbour passed in her Kombi and said later that I looked shattered and she'd considered stopping but hadn't wanted to bother me! I hid the Raleigh under a tarp out the back and didn't touch it for several months but it niggled me and I began taking it out for short trips around Brimham Rocks and the immediate area. Slowly I got fitter then one day some pals invited me to do the tour of Pen-y-Ghent with them; one of them was riding a Specialized Rockhopper Comp, full rigid. I had a ride on it, fell in love again and the rest is history.
After 20 years of Polaris events, night riding, mud, filth, expensive repairs and refurbs and about five bikes I started to get bored. Then I bought an old steel Harry Hall road bike and the love affair started all over again.... then I FOUND a 2006 Specialized Roubaix, brand new, thrown off a bridge. Took it to the Police and a month later it was mine..... now I'm riding a 2103 Roubaix SL4 and I'm in love all over again. Will it ever end? I'm nearly 58 now and can't see myself ever not cycling.
As per a lot of people on here I rode unsuitable bikes around the woods for years... always had a bike for transport. I started riding again off road on a proper bike in 2011 for fitness mostly really started enjoying myself. Been ill with a chest infection for weeks that I can't shift and not riding is bullshit.
Try Ibuprofen, it reduces the inflammation in the chest.
Back in about 1990, someone leant me a Dawes Ascent and took me for a 30 mile epic. Nearly killed me but i loved it, so i bought the Dawes of him for £50 and painted it black & white with Hammerite
Upgraded to a nice Dyna Tech 12 months later working a summer job in an Ice Cream shop
Raced for the next 5 years
Went to uni in 96, discovered women and beer in a big way
Got invited to Glentress in April 2011 by some mates - hired out a Orange 5 and a Lapierre Zesty and fell in love all over again
Came home, ordered a Zesty
And now Mountain Biking is a barely controllable addiction - but i've made some great mates in local riding scene 🙂
I'd ridden bikes as a kid then became an unfit teen. I went to uni in 1986 and started rowing. Got super fit. To get even fitter and save money I bought a Dawes MTB to ride to Uni and training. Started mountain biking and loved it. Then soon moved onto a Rockhopper, then a Orange Aluminium (which I still have in the garage).
Riding the forest roads on Cannock Chase, in the late 80's and early 90's on my Stallard road bike and then on my Raleigh M Trax. It was however the opening of Follow the Dog in 2005 that I really got the mountain bike bug.
I suppose I could go back to the early 60's when living on a farm my brother and I, and some friends used to ride the "cow paths" across our fields on bikes. Our farm, on the edge of the Yorkshire Dales had plenty of hills!
Rode since I was young on various Apollos, then started buying mbuk when I was 15,.and got a paper round to save up for a Kona Stuff (£650 from Leisure Lakes in 2001) my now deceased step Dad paid the remainder from what I'd saved up and succombe to his Lung Cancer a month later. Rode the bike round Rivi, did loads of dirt jumping then got into motorbikes at 18 and the Mtb went into the shed.
At 24 when I bought mbuk again to read while in Greece and decided when I got back I'd tidy the Kona up and upgrade bits and get going again, so ordered new forks etc and when they arrived went to dig the bike out to find the shed had been left unlocked and bike gone. Was gutted, as it had sentimental value.
Few weeks later I bought a Carrera Vulcan and been riding ever since.
I had a Strika too! Cracking wee bombproof bike that weighed a ton and would probably still be going today, had some swine not nicked it.
After that, the Christmas morning all my mates were waking up to Raleigh Burners, I woke up to a Raleigh Arena 5 speed road bike! That bike had a hard life, going off all the same jumps my mates BMXes did. I still used to ride around on it before I learned to drive though. I think it's still in my parents loft. Must go have a look.
First proper MTB was around 92 or 93. A fully rigid, canti braked Scott Yecora. That got me riding trails up the local hills that I still ride today. The bike is still, mostly, with me, in the guise of a drop barred singlespeed bodge.
Proper mountain biking... early 90's. Had been into running and road riding all my teens and through uni. Had a few months off at my folks in North Wales before starting a proper job. My Dad was working with the tourist board at the time and had been involved in grant applications from Coed y Brenin when it was first getting going. Liked the sound of what they were doing there so went and got myself a fully rigid Cannonade M500 (which I still regret selling) and started riding the trails there.
stevenmenmuir - MemberGot my first MTB about 1988, a Raleigh Mustang from the now defunct MacDonald's Cycles in Edinburgh. The man who sold it to us said I'd grow into it, don't think I ever did
I don't think MacDonalds ever sold a single kids bike that wasn't too big, it was part of their irreplacable charm...
Rode bmx at our local makeshift track as a kid, then one day a mate of mine suggested we did a longer ride. So packed sandwiches and made a day of bashing out 7 miles of bridleways on our bmx's. Thought nothing of it and carried on playing on the local track. Mate then got a Raleigh Mustang for Christmas/b'day. Was gobsmacked at this thing. Massive wheels and good for big off road miles. I then got a Falcon Sierra. It was great. Had 15 friction shift gears, canti brakes. Ace.
Rode everywhere on it, local trails, QECP before it was a proper trail centre and a few 2 dayers along the sdw to my mate's gran's in Brighton then back again the next day. Great stuff. Bits kept falling off the falcon though and then through a cheap deal via the importer, we both got some mongoose frames. Built up for cheap, these were the dogs. Weighed naff all, compared to the sierra and mustang. Even had some purple bits!.
Then went to uni, and lived in a succession of big cities and used bikes for commuting only.
Then grew up/old, moved out to the peak district, and started mountain biking again in 2005. Not stopped since. 🙂
rode my first mountain bike back in 1991...when our youth services bought a fleet of specialized rockhoppers. absolutely loved it and the mtb bug had well and truly got me!! we were the only ones using the bikes at the time so there was no need for me to buy my own yet and i couldnt convince my parents to buy me one yet especially as i already had a bmx. eventually bought my first mtb in 1992/3....a raleigh activator....a horrible thing but it was a starting point. bought my first proper mtb in 1996 (marin eldridge grade) and havent looked back since. i'll be hitting the grand age of 37 tomorrow and the passion mountain bikes is as strong as it ever was...
1989 - I was very close to asking for a Road bike for my Birthday (having only ridden BMXes up to that point) but all the other kids in our street talked me out of it, as MTBs were the cool new thing.
My Dad got me an [I]"Emmelle Cougar"[/I] (Bloody Cheapskate) which was made of Lead filled, cast Iron but was still great fun, My Dad bought himself an MTB (a much better Peugeot) too after having a go on mine, and we rode loads together at the weekends, and I'd go out riding with my mates, or on my own if nobody else fancied it, a few years later I got a Diamondback Ascent (which I loved) and I've always had MTBs ever since, it actually took another 18 odd years for me to buy a Road bike, turns out I'd probably have enjoyed that too... but I have no regrets, MTBing is great.
I rode a lot all through my teens, Beer and University put a dent in my riding enthusiasm and fitness, but after that it picked back up and has never really gone away...
So yeah, coming up on 25 years, and at no point during that time have I been without a mountain bike of some sort, Blimey!
Grew up riding BMX, then got a job when I was about 16 and saved up and bought and built up a Mission aluminium trials frame. It was the late 90s and the street trials scene was just taking off. After a couple of years of front hops and static drops I went to uni and met a guy with a Curtis, I swapped the Mission for a DMR Sidekick and we started dirt jumping and general downhill ragging. A further few years passed and I moved away from my riding friends, the DMR was a bit neglected because of beer/girls/cars, and then I moved to Australia and sold the bike. I do miss that bike. Anyway, back in 2009 I was back in this country, bought a road bike for fitness and did a couple of years on it. One day last year my wife pulled her old Klein out the garage (unridden for years) and came back from an off road blast covered in mud and with a huge grin on her face. That very afternoon I went to the LBS, worked through all this new 29"/650b confusion, pulled out the credit card and bought a 26" steel Sanderson Life build. Rode it straight out the shop in the pouring rain with a huge grin on my face. I'm glad I'm back.
I blame Orange. Lived just up the road from their original factory as a lad, then we moved to Elland and Orange moved factory to Holywell Green.
Bought my first proper mtb from them ( via a friend who knew Lester ), a '92 Clockwork and have been hooked ever since.
Still riding Orange bikes 20 years later
Always liked bikes. When I was 12/13 a few of us were always buying new parts for our cheap bikes thinking it would make us better. We use to have competitions on who could wheelie the farthest or track stand the longest. In about 1996 I rode past a local race and stayed to watch. Entered the next one a month later then started riding with a local club. My old friends gave up riding at when I started racing. Now I have new friends and a girlfriend who rides too. 😛
If I were to include messing about on bikes with cow-horn handlebars, 5 gears and 27" knobbly tyres in the local woods, doing jumps and making trails that predominantly went down, breaking bikes and getting another frame from the local scrap-yard, then it would be from the early-mid 70's for me. I've never been without a bike since I first learnt to ride. I love the freedom and the being in the now that riding a bike provides for me.
First 'proper' MTB was a Dawes Jackal in 86. Had a few breaks from biking since then, only to take great joy as I rediscover my absolute love for off-road cycling each time I got back on my bike.
20 years ago I needed to get more exercise. A mountainbike seemed less dull than an exercise bike. Simultaneously several of my friends independently came to the same conclusion and it became a social thing.
Got my first mtb when I was 15 so around '96. A Claud Butler Exon - fully rigid with new fangled V brakes. Loved that bike. Was the first taste of freedom and meant I could go where I wanted.
Learnt to drive and stopped riding until about 2007 when I borrowed a bike off my father in law and went on a 10 mile ride along the canal to Marple. I was a proper fat knacker and he ruined me. He had a clever tactic where he started fast and then stopped to wait for me at intervals where he got a proper rest and every time I caught up, he set off again.
Got my own bike after that and vowed to destroy him. Rode loads, got a road bike and dropped loads of weight and now he refuses to come out for rides. 😆
Always had bike's and messed around of road. Early 70's built one up with cycle speedway tyres for riding in the local woods. First proper mtb was in the mid 80's. Still riding mx then so it was just fo a bit of training an going to the shops. Deff. became a mtb'r in 1997 when I tore my cruxiate ligament and had to give up mx.
1987, bought a Marin Bear Valley as an alternative to windsurfing when it wasnt windy. Really took over from windsurfing after my first trip to the Alps in 2003.
Raleigh Maverick back in 87. Great bike. Many happy memories. Before that, I was riding my BMX off road and loving it. BMX action Bike mag first alerted me to them then an article in Cameron McNeish's Footloose magazine convinced me I needed one.
Replaced it with an Orange Prestige for my 21st Birthday. What a brilliant pressie from my folks! After that, I've worn out and broken countless bikes but am still loving it as much as my first ever foray onto proper trails. When I think of all the friends I've made, places I've ridden, how I met my wife and that we now have a smashing daughter, mountain biking has been a big deal for me! 😀
Always had bikes, strange brown, pedal back brake thingy, with white tyres was first, ended badly when I snapped the headtube off. Somewhere along the way there was a Raleigh Commando, bent the forks jumping over a miniture railway at the base of a dry ski slope! Then the Grifter, followed by a racer before the move on my 16th Birthday that changed my Sundays forever......my first 'ATB' a Raleigh Massif. This got me out into our local forest and trails and was upgraded by a Huffy and then eventually a real 'MTB' in the guise of a fluro yellow Marin.....things were about to get serious now, with club rides, racing, trips into the Lakes and Wales and the obvious move onto a new bike. The GT Zaskar still sits proudly in the spare room, evoking memories of riding when nothing else mattered or got in the way......I'll leave now to bask in my 26 years of nostalgia