I’ve briefly met Nick a couple of times a few years back. He was lovely. I’d seen him training up in the Peaks while working up there, and the first time I met him at trade show I mentioned it and we had a long old chat about jobs, riding and family. Then we bumped into each other in New Mills a few weeks and had another brief chat.
As a parent, I can’t imagine how awful this must be. From comments above, it seems Charlie inherited a lot of his dad’s character as well as his talent. His family can be proud of how he was turning out, how he was loved, and how he was making the most of the chance to follow his dream. No parents can ask for more, I guess.
My lad is a year younger than Charlie. If he’d let me, I’d give him a hug. For Charlie, for Nick and his family, and because it’s not something I do often enough.