Due to the wonders of modern technology, our main PC has decided to stop doing what it’s supposed to. This means we have little or no internet access, no email and lots of other crap. We’ll sort it out as quickly as we can, but if you need to get in touch, please use the telephone – the number is 01270 883785.
Thanks.
Will be Hanchurch this week. Riding at 19:30, call for details.
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It would seem that we’re one of very few bike shops actually producing podcasts, with that in mind and coupled with the fact that I’m getting bored of the ‘ridecast’ variey, what else would you like to hear – more life in the shop? Interviews with suppliers or customers, or just general chat about nothing much?
Let us know in the comments section below.
Ta.
I’m back from the Peaks and it was great. The occasion was a birthday celebration for a certain Rob Fisk, otherwise known as Merlinman. 60 years old and still stupid enough to drink too much alcohol, go to bed a 04:00 am and then spew up at the top of the first climb, an inspiration to us all.
We stayed at the Bamford bunkhouse, which is perfect for a group of riders. There’s a shop and two pubs within 100yds. The celebrations continued long into the small hours and then we rode on a crisp, frosty, perfect English winter day. The trails were mostly dry and grippy, the hills were steep and rocky and the riders were all over the place (well, those that actually managed to get out of bed and go riding were).
The VooDoo was pretty damn fine, but I fear a slightly twisted mech hanger was the cause of some annoying ghost shifts. The Formula Oro brakes were excellent, bags of power, great modulation and have a really good smell when they get hot. Those damn weird Ergon grips were very comfortable too. I can’t say I’m a convert, but I certainly wouldn’t avoid them.
Many were the spills, but no serious injuries – apart from Tim and Bee’s tandem rear wheel, which imploded on a rocky decent. Big mess and the end of their ride.
Home now, while the others party on one more night, with another ride planned for Sunday – I hope they make it, the conditions out there are just too good to miss at the moment.
I was planning to edit the video footage that I got from the ride, but it would appear that the extreme cold cut short my battery life somewhat – I’ll see what there is and cobble something together though…
*Update* The video footage was short, mostly fire road and/or standing around and due to my ineptitude, at about 45 degrees to the left. Never mind, better luck next time, eh?
I’m off for a ride in the Hope valley tomorrow, haven’t ridden there for over 15 years, so I’m looking forward to it. The weather will hopefully be cold and frosty and clear, either that or raining, windy and horrid. I’ll be riding a new bike to check out a few things. It’s a VooDoo Canzo and has Magura forks, Formula brakes and those weird grips from Ergon – got to try these things though.
I’ll try to take some video footage, or if not, then at least some audio – check back for results later next week.
Llandegla was the place, slow was the pace. You can darnload it here, feed is here and subscribe via iTunes here.
I should point out that although the road closure on the way home caused us to be a bit late, that’s the least of our worries. The road was closed, I found out later, because of a car crash in which three people died. Be careful out there folks.
Music is the appropriately titled Bad Timing by 6 Under Par, on Super Toad Records.
You can find more like it at music.podshow.com
Here’s a link to a video I took of the riding at Bootleg Canyon, Nevada. It’s from the dirt demo at Interbike this year – it’s all helmet cam footage, sorry about that, but it is nice and dusty and dry and the sky is so blue, it makes you wish you lived in the desert.
Click here to escape.
Will be the muddy hell that is Longdangler.
Call for details, or mail, or pop in – whatever.
Well, Thursday’s ride was certainly damp. Mark I, Mark II, Craig, Glenn, Ag, Keith and Debs were there along with a nice surprise in the form of Steve Riley and Billy Crayons (Gary). The trails were unsurprisingly wet and it was blowing a gale. Rain later didn’t stop play, and we were out for a good two hours, much to everyone’s surprise. Notable moments were the continual getting lostness of it all (come back soon Dave Dodd) and Gary’s comedy crashes – resulting, apparently, in a broken finger. Get mended soon. Podcast number five footage is here, feed is here and you can subscribe via iTunes, here.
I was informed to day that podcasts are purely self indulgent egotism.
I have to agree, but as long as people keep listening, I’ll keep talking shite.
We’re riding at Delamere. Be there, or don’t.
If you need to know where we’re meeting, mail us.
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