Last incident I had was a bloke beating a small (and not at all threatening) dog with a golf club. I didn’t say a word until afterwards.

Strangely I did actually end up regretting that one as he turned out to be a policeman and I could have hurt him far more by other means, hindsight eh? EDIT (missus had photo evidence and there was a witness)

Like oldman said, I don’t see myself as hard and I’m certainly not trying to boast. It’s just a different way of doing things. Put me in a confrontational situation via letter/email like a legal battle and I’ve got nothing, I just don’t have the confidence etc. to fight that way. It’s just different is all.

I love redundant and obscure formats.

I have a moderate stack of betamax machines laying about. I can’t see them being next months ironic fashion icon though..

It’s a personal choice but I choose to go on the offensive (immediately)…

I like your style. Sometimes there’s just nothing to say.

I never met a ‘nice’ burglar.

Years back I had my collar felt following an altercation and was finger printed. They took a print of the outside edge of my hand and little finger, I asked why. Apparently thieves will often put their hand up against a window to shade it so they can get a good look through it before breaking in. “I’ve never met an intelligent burglar” said the copper..

Crocs probably don’t let water in any slower than Five Tens, but at least they let it back out again..

I don’t know about those newer ones but the old DPM type are ok for riding. The tails are fairly long but the sleeves can come up a bit short. They are a fair bit heavier than you’d expect from a “lightweight” cycling jacket.

As above they fit loose as they’re sized to fit over the rest of an army uniform. I go for a smaller chest size than I actually am as I rarely wear them over anything thicker than a t shirt.

Last year there was a spiritual/earth/hippy festival up the road from me called Finding the Light or something. There was a poster for it near my place banging on about saving the planet, taking responsibility for our actions and considering others. Good stuff, common sense, very commendable etc.

You should have seen the amount of litter all over the field after it finished! Even now there’s still some stuck in the hedges. And none of the organisers bothered collecting any of those oil-product-plastic-laminated posters held up with dolphin garroting cable ties..

If a bunch of sanctimonious tree huggers don’t care about littering then it probably doesn’t even cross the minds of most people.

That dog’s an Ebenezer if ever I’ve seen one.

My brother says eck-a-nomical instead of ee-co-nomical. Oooh it gets to me, it really does. At least he now corrects himself and says bushes instead of bushings.. I live with an American and manage to speak English, sorta.

Tag-line of my local bakery; “Confectionery at it’s best”… don’t get me started.

People are dicks. I can’t help but wonder if either would have done the same if they were in a car.

Dicks in cars. Dicks on bicycles. Dicks on foot. Dicks everywhere.

It’s been a year…

I fractured a couple of vertebrae nearly two years ago now. The main delay I had with getting back to biking etc. was the loss of strength and problems with my legs giving out which took a long time to get over.

So last summer I got back on the xc bike to ride some fireroads and a few months later was hitting gentle dh trails. With the pain in my back I actually found my old skool xc hardtail the most comfy bike with it’s long stem and low front end. It put a lot of my weight through my arms (which I’d been able to excercise fairly well while laid up) rather than my arse.

I was proper shitting it for a while there with the weakness and falling over but somehow ignored the gnawing dread and kept hopeful (Nintendo and alcohol helped). I’m not back up to scratch yet and sometimes feel like it’s never coming back but am working at it. Patience is your friend.

I hate the term edit, it’s a video of the most fun bits of mtb riding, of course it’s edited. “Edit” sounds flipping pretentious.

Gave up smoking, stuck with it and won’t be starting again. Still drank like a fish mind..

I don’t follow the teachings of Cathol either but it seemed like a good challenge.

What age were you when the price dropped?

34. I think a lot of it’s down to far more Golfs getting crashed/stolen/raced around car parks than Jaguars.

2002 Jaguar S-type – £270 p/a

The first year I had it I paid £360 vs £400+ for the Golf it replaced (Golf-90bhp/Jag-240bhp)…

£100 for a 1969 TVR Vixen!

Ahh, classic policies.

T4

Logburner

I know everything and more.

I’ve got a bicycle.

Is progressive geometry, the same thing as prog rock?

Maybe, but Geometry was a prog rock band.

The bluebells are sprouting all over in my local woods, the slippery bastards.

I’m not a fan of helmets but I wouldn’t want to absorb the damage yours did with my skull that’s for sure!

trying to keep up with full sus mates on a hardtail

That’s where I’m at. I was on my little SS hardtail chasing my brother on his Scout yesterday and managed to catch my toe on something that then pulled my foot in between the pedal and the ground. Cue a girlish scream, a very sore and swollen ankle and a day off work..

I don’t cry very often at all, though I see that more as repression than being strong.

It’s not bad but look out for the revised one with OS map excerpts in it, much better than the one I have.

Try this; http://my-sport.spb.ru/manual_1/04-swinger-sm.pdf

In fact the whole site is useful for all sorts of mtb manuals; http://my-sport.spb.ru/manual_1/

Out of interest what length is this shock of yours Moly?

LostProphets…

There’s definitely some shame involved in that one..

They were a support act for much better band I went to see years back. I thought most of their music was a bit crap but never suspected the other stuff.

Normally the person who rear ends another is found liable. The odds should be with you arguing that one.

Not malt, not Scottish, not peaty nor mellow but; Bulleit 95% Rye is £23 in Tesco at the minute, tis a swigger not a sipper but its good.

If I’d had one a couple of years back when some fool pulled into my path on a dual carriageway I’m certain he would have been found liable rather than the split liability it ended up being. Several hundred quid that cost me, enough to buy a few decent quality dashcams.

+1 on the Wood’s Old Navy, I don’t pick up on the yacht varnish notes though..

Ok it’s not a dark rum but I rarely pass up a chance to big up Angostura, lovley stuff. Not sweet, not sharp, just nice

Taken literally it’s 1 and half bloody inches, not a country mile by any measurement. However in the real(?) world then yes many people will believe that somehow the size of wheel they ride will make or break their enjoyment of just getting out and riding. Yes it will make a difference but not as much as the adverts say.

I am pretty much the bottom of the market when it comes to mtb stuff. The only brand new parts I’ve bought in years has been cables, grips, inner tubes etc. I haven’t bothered with 27.5 yet and there are thousands of others in the same sort of position. So there are many buyers for your bikes out there. it just may take longer to get a sale than it would have before the latest and greatest kit came out.

Sorry for the off topic rant..

Yep, my brother, me and some mates built the first top-to-bottom tracks there years ago and it’s evolved from there.

It was lovely last weekend what with the few dry days beforehand but as you probably know a little bit of damp turns it into a skid pan. Frozen it’s pretty good.

Hey Jim let me know if you fancy coming over Lanson way to have a go on our local downhillish trails sometime. They’re more fun when the weather’s better to fair..

The snow only hit east Cornwall yesterday which got me home early and off completely today as my job involves getting big heavy loads in and out by road. But it’s been -5 for most of the week which didn’t stop me riding to work despite losing my gloves last week.

Went out to the woods with the dog today;

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He’s got no respect for braking distances and is generally a liability to ride with so I’m hoping to go out with just the bike tomorrow and shred it to da knar etc..

On a steepish hill few hundred yards from my place some complete cretin had (very neatly) cleared their garden path but instead of dumping the snow on their already snow covered lawn put it all on the pavement. I had my trail tools in the boot so shoveled it all back over their gate, screw em the selfish fuppers!

Sound like fine elements with which to construct a Raymond Chandler-esque novella set in the Grimy Streets Of Post-Post-Modern Britain!

The path took us along to the side of Maccy D’s, and a lad opened the door 4 himself as we walked in behind him. He looked well bait so we ignored him…

I get the same feeling of empty desperation reading that as when I first read 1984.

Yep the amount of cars with no lights on today amazed me. “But it’s daytime, why on earth would I need lights?”…

Ironically one of them nearly drove into the hoofing great van I was driving, she was so close that I could see the sudden panic as she noticed I was there. I couldn’t help it, I shouted out the window at her; “It’s a four ton truck Tyrone!”

The Digger was the first tyre I thought of, they’re great.

My place is at the bottom of a very steep and narrow little dead end road along with about a dozen other houses. I cleared and gritted the length of it this afternoon having been sent home from work early.

It hasn’t really snowed here in nearly a decade and the grit salt bin had filled up with Maccy D boxes, toy packaging, cheapo energy drink tins and, I kid you not, a pregnancy test wrapper. Just about sums up this shitty little town really..

I use a torch (a Phixton a100 as it happens) on the handlebars pointing at the road just in front of my wheel. Set on strobe and with the zoom set right it makes a round patch of bright flashing light 5 feet across, it makes you look bigger and is very hard to miss.

I’m open to suggestions,

From what people tell me boxing or martial arts etc. training could be good. I’m not sure why I haven’t tried it to be honest.

Aggro music + excercise = moshing, shirley? I flipping love a mosh pit! There’s little that makes me feel better than going flat out in the pit or on a DH trail.

Loud music. Loud metal/punk/hardcore/screamy music. I hate everyone and everything seems stupid to me, the aforementioned melodies make it a little easier to deal with.