I haven’t posted on here for a long time, bear with me.
We said goodbye to one of the best guys I’ve ever met yesterday, at the ridiculous age of 45. I met Garry one afternoon in 2008, when he walked into my workplace as a new fitter and within a few minutes we discovered that no only were we both MTBers (probably the only ones in a facility of about 600!) but that we both had Cotic Souls. He’d just got his and I don’t think he knew whether to laugh or cry!.
MTB, and a love for the mountains is what meant we grew to be great pals, had loads of fantastic times together (but not enough) and that shared love of bikes drew me back here. I don’t even think he posted on here, he wasn’t really big on talking about doing stuff, or social media. But I just felt the need to post.
I’ll miss him incredibly, this one has affected me more than even some of my family departing. I feel a huge amount of guilt that I hadn’t seen much of him for a time, I know he’d laugh at that and tell me to get a grip, but still.
Keep your mates close, look after yourself, and live life to the full.
All the best, Greg.