Had a last minute chance to join four of my mates on a westwards trip to FOD and Afan this weekend. They’d all booked the uplift so I headed off solo to the blue, then the new extended red (briefly accompanied by a family of wild boar). Lunch, fullface on, went to hop on the uplift for the usually quieter afternoon and found dozens of downhillers waiting who’d turned up to practice for the mini DH race the next day. Rather than stand around waiting I had an afternoon of pushing/pedalling up, had a go on the race course, and then the rootastic fun of the other tracks. Great!
Headed deep into Wales, stayed at the Queens in Glyncorrwg (bargain!) and rode Blade at Afan on Sunday and it was one of those rides where everything came together – and that final rocky descent is brilliant. After lunch a couple of us set off to ride some more of the trails but by the time we were up at the start of that section it was clear my legs were empty. Dropped in, absolutely flat out, the best I think I’ve ever ridden a bike. Ran out of steam in the final yards so just missed out on getting into the top 100 out of 4000 Stravaists but even so, that’s pretty damned quick for me. 42 miles and 6000′ vertical over the weekend. Felt it on my commute today…
Hadn’t ridden the Spitfire since I got my modded Zero AM up and running in January and I was slightly concerned it might feel a bit short of reach and slack of seat tube in comparison. It didn’t, it was absolutely fantastic both uphill, along, and downhill, in the air, through the rough, ripping the berms. Hurrah for 800mm carbon bars – an accidental upgrade but a really good one. Now how to ride that well all the time?
Dry! Blue skies! Our bikes had even stayed clean for a day and a half (they got muddy straight after this photo was taken).