:-) She keeps bangin on about Ryan F’n Leech and “Danny Maclowsky” (ergo Macaskill).

Nothing recent up about a Wednesday ride…

I’m hesitant to organise a ride because
a) I don’t wan’t to welcome the wrath of the guardians by encouraging a group stampede.
b) Weather is RANK. It’s only ’cause i’m really close and I know TBC is too. Enough that it’s no effort to get up to Bonaly resevoir and pootle from there, or give up…

Anyone up for a reccy?

Weather map is mingin.

I’ve lived all over Edinburgh, in studios, H.M/O’s, sqaulid premises not befitting of “bedsit” and now a crackin’ 1 bed with garden front and back.

Living in Newhaven was wonderful. Near the water, plenty of parks, great quiet access into the city.

Fountainbridge/Tollcross/Dalry… that’s another thread.

Now i’m in a new build near Baberton in the South West. It’s bolted on to a notorious shitehole, but i’m right on the canal and the Pentlands so i’m staying put.

Always check your neighbours before signing ‘owt.

Im out DavidB, just had to spend that spare cash on some emergency Hope skewers.

My apologies sir!

True though, when you’re wet, you’re wet.

At least when it’s mild and the garments are good quality.

Cat boots for riding in.

I know i will need a generator at some point in the next decade.

Maybe.

Dunno.

Definitely.

Writes “go to Sainsburys” on fridge-whiteboard.

djaustin– of all the posts on this thread, that one’s getting banked.

It makes alorra ‘lorra sense the now.

This won’t help you in the slightest I suppose but I got a pair of Giro(black, black lenses) out Alpine Bikes on sale and they are absolutely bombproof.

If, like me, you drop them, send them flying across the road, trap them under doors, sit on them etc etc and don’t mind looking a bit like Terminator then grand.

Everytime they fall on the ground I expect them to be in pieces but, nope, just asking for more abuse.

Cheap ass Pedros brush kit has an excellent bag.

PSA: Brushes are pap.

It’s good to be able to see videos of trails like that.

I have a lot of gnarly work to do before I’d be confident pinning that. In my limited experience, my worse injuries have been a result of hesitation, thinking “fekit” let’s go and doing myself a whoopsie.

Wooden berms…in the wet. Oh dear.

*phones Jedi* (other advisers are available).

_tom_ you’re a genius!

Just bought Mrs. C her first proper bike off an associate (it’s better than mine, frames Reynolds 853 ffs) but that’s another thread.

It’s got trials V-Brakes on the back and lo-behold… an avid lever with a little red dial.

Are these the fabled “speed dials”?

If so, it’s getting swapped. Right now.

All I have to add is that I have faith in Karma.

I’ve been very lucky-being a big lad with an interesting capacity to function in shock- that my body absorbs hits well. Broken clavicle here, seperated something or other there, dislocated shoulder blaaah.

If we always offer assistance, then the good deeds should come back around.

Even if it means a full emergency stop and a manic-push up to tourniquet someones leg up Puke Hill, nothing should be too much trouble for a rider down.

That effect when it goes all pixelated, juttery then scrambles befor a digital “windscreen wiper” goes across?

Happened a lot today. Might be worsened on repeat.

While we’re all singing the praises, I have Deore levers, which are sound and reliable and all, but a bit plastic.

Recommend me some pimpin’ ones I can use.

My first Tour, as a complete Layman.

Good induction so far. I will never, ever side with Downhillers or Freeriders on the “who’s hardest” debate again.

Nearly losing it on tarmac at 70kph then pulling it back together on wheels as thin as digestives? Blummin’ Nora.

“Cuddles” looking back, right into Wiggos eyes then going off on one only to be caught up again looked to me like the “bridleway attack” when someone blitzes past then promptly runs out of gas and has to pretend like they never wanted to get ahead in the first place.

So, to tomorrow!

Yo DavidB! How much for one if _tom_ takes the other?

Pain in the arse, two postages and that, but still…

Lost mine.

Filled it with socks.

Had socks in at time of “misplacement”

Oh SNAP!

Bolt on PSA: Just picked up two bottles of KettleOne Vodka for a tenner each down Tesco.

Bargain.

I love mingin’ weather. Dirty, filthy, pissing down, full tilt therough the woods with the fear limiter set to “OFF!”

Being the super-fanboi that I am, if I ever think “ooh, bit wet” I load up one of the following edits:

Danny Hart at Champery Champs 2011,of course.
Brendan Fairclough at Champery WCup 2010.
Steve Peat at the start of “Seasons”

Then I’m all ready again. My equivalent of “Growacet”.

The mud keeps the paint safe.

We got in early, when the sun was out so our radishes and herbs-chives,mint,sage,thyme,rosemary- are all good.

Potatoes & onions greenery has gone mahoosive with the weather, just wait and see with them.

Peas- runner, french, garden- all got annihilated by the Woodpigeons marauding about.

Tomato plants are plants sans any sign of tomatoes.

All a bit depressing looking out to the garden at the moment, haven’t been able to get at the lawns for what is now a fortnight.

SUN! PLEASE! SUN!

Absolutely bloody brilliant.

So glad to read the conclusion to the old “how much is biking worth” (or similar title) is this.

Allez Ton!

Aye, except now hers is better than mine and Its just not fair.

Remember that BfE swap I’ve bin bangin on about…. Has to be time soon.

853 Reynolds indeed. She is a happy banana. Call her Norco next time you see her, I do.

Smashin. I’ll be in the premises from which you take your avatar tomorrow to discuss more expenditure on my part.

As an Interesting aside, I know own the Ryan Leech Norco.
Well, the missus does.

Tom, can you let me know how it works out if you fix ’em to a DH rig?

Might keep me off hydros forever .

Welcome back from sunny holipops!

Summer = midden.

I like saying “glass or two”.
In house measure terms It’s quite ambiguous.

Two glasses = 80% of the bottle… Glugglugglugglugglug…
Oh well, can’t put it back in the bottle now :-).

Anyone recommend an ale with Heather in it rather than Fraoch?

Goodness me. Thanks for posting that DruidH, I’ll give it some respite for a bit. Get up there at the end of the week for a reccy.

Dare to think what the tracks in the woods are like….

Matt, Loch Fyne ales, all of them, are marvellous. Along with Inveralmond and pretty much anything from Orkney, I very rarely stray South of the border.

All Aled out for the weekend I think. Perchance a nice Oatmeal Stout (Black Isle) to round the day off nicely?

I think next week shall be IPA week.

When i’m facing down the barrel of bonk i’m going to get the image of that man in my head screaming at me, in any language…

“YOU ARE GOING TO WIN!” “YOU ARE GOING TO WIN!”

Really.

I got mine dirty-cheap off on-one.

Calipers on their own then got LBS to set me up with Deore levers and good Q inners & outers.

Frankly, with 180 up front, they’re positively dangerous. Giggle.

Always use the colon correctly, cynic-al.

Full stop.

:-)

Absolutely bloody faultless.

Got them on SS Inbred, 160 rear 180 front.

It’s on or off but see that dime over there>?

I just stopped on it.

No fuss, no faff, excellent pad modulation. I won’t be changing any time soon.

Edit- I do things I don’t think the Inbred’s made for and even in the peaty filth of Highland moory downhills, nae bother.

My cornflakes were fine without wee-wee on them anotherbike.

And I keep burning myself on the f’n hotplate so I guess the best quote is:

“Stupid is, as stupid does”. :-)

Aaah, that makes more sense. I heard DH.

Still, very good luck to him!

Thanks Flasheart.

Woah, woah! Did anyone catch the name of the rider who’s planning on doing a DH World Cup after The Tour?

Has to be seen to be believed.

Kudos indeed.

Helicopters are excellent.

Technology is great. I can watch The Tour online, F1 online, little bit of Pinkbike here-and-there all topped off with some STW Sunday Slaggings.

Smashin’

Still down.

Shiiiit.

‘Tis alrite yunki , sister keeps giving me nieces and nephews, every time another one shows up I think it adds 5 years to my brood-o-meter. Oh the commitment!

Mrs.C on the other hand…

“5 years ’til 30” she says “yup”. . .
*hides the turkey baster*

I think she plans on waking up on the morning of her 30th birthday, legs in stirrups and a sign saying “let’s go, big boy”.

Beer o’ clock?