Many of the early Moont rides were along these lines too. The reintroduction of sausages grilled over a camp fire have been missing for too ling on our rides.
I have a typed manuscript copy of Mike’s book. No idea why I have it or where it came from. Seem to remember it being copied in the photocopier in Rob’s basement.
While hunting for any old Moont stuff I came across this. It’s an article about Arthur Philips who originally set up the mountain biking at Glentress when he retired from SAI (iirc). No date unfortunately.
Leffeboy, I remember going down with Phil & Rob to check out potential trails with Arthur. He took us up to top of the Minchmoor Road in his V8 110. The guy was a visionary. I think Karen did some guiding for him when he first started out. It was just before her father was killed on his bike and they went off on those crazy kayak trips to Tasmania and NZ.
I don’t think she guided wearing her anti midge gear as seen here on the shores of Loch Etive.
EDIT I have a pic somewhere of the guy in the press cutting, he rode with us a couple of times wearing a miners helmet, complete with headlamp.
Found another – an old race report from Peebles ‘back in the day’. Loving Cannondales being described as ‘space age’. Apologies for the size but wanted to make the text legible. Mcmoonter – can you date this?
IIRC this was a part of a qualifying series for a place on the GB team for the first world (European) championships. I can’t remember if they were held in Italy or France. I have a feeling Dear Carlton (is this a record) Reid was there too.
Does anyone know if Ray Willings from Stirling back then is still riding? He won a place in the team.
Ken Eichstaedt and Chris Shaw rode the Worlds that year too. 1st two guys on the left. This pic was from the first race in the series at the top of the Michmoor Road.
Ken from Olema in Marin, thought he’d catch the train up from London to Edinburgh, ride down, race and ride back. We insisted he come with us, 3 in the front of a Mini pickup to Traquair. A frenzied drive back to Waverly saw us drive onto the platform to the guards van with a second to spare before the guard blew his departure whistle.
Chris had met Ken in San Francisco when he worked as a bicycle messenger. An amazingly cool and inspirational mellow rider. He worked briefly as a frame builder for Chas Roberts before he was killed while out training on his bike for a Grundig race at Aviemore.