The final day, Day 3. This is the day when the more tired want a direct route back, or maybe even one that skirts around the edges of the hills. They don’t so much care whether it’s still off-road or not as long as the climbs aren’t too technical. On the other hand, those with energy to spare and miles remaining in the legs quite fancy finishing off in style and not allowing the trek to fizzle out at the end. I won’t say who was in which category, you can make your own guesses!
But we’ve done Dartmoor already! In fact it was only last year too! However, in several ways, I didn’t feel like I had truly “done” Dartmoor, not fully, not done it justice and so I was eager to return. Add to that the fact that I was eager to bring more people along for the ride this time and going back to somewhere that I knew had perfect camping locations just made sense. Continue reading “Dartmoor Epic 2016, Day 1”
I must say, it did seem to be very close to our camp but I also felt a little silly popping my head around the edge of the tarp and seeing nothing there. Maybe it’s the way that sound travels up on the moors that makes the sound of the Dartmoor ponies braying in the morning seem so close. So I went back to sleep for a little longer, which gave the early morning mist a little more time to clear.
Leaving behind your ‘way out’, the car that can take you home. Heading off into the moors, not knowing what the trails will be like, not knowing which will be ridable, which you’ll have to push up and carry over and which will provide the long lasting buzz that doesn’t die down for weeks. Not knowing exactly where you’ll end up camping but knowing full well that you’ve got the kit, the drive and the ability to make it all work. That almost sums up the feeling as I pedal off on the first day of one of my 3 day bikecamping epics.
If you’ve read much of this blog then you’ll have no doubt come across my write ups of last years trip. Last year’s trip took my mate Malcolm and I up to the North York Moors, where we rode from Cropton (where we left the car) to Whitby on our first day, then from Whitby to Guisborough and finally back to the car at Cropton on the third and final day. The overnight camping being done ‘wild’, firstly on the coast just south of Whitby and then the second night up in Guisborough forest. Continue reading “Preview: Dartmoor 3 Day Bikecamping MTB Trip on the Horizon”
Arm Pump, Chain Slap, Pedal Strikes and lots of bone shaking; all things that are missing from road cycling (some more ‘sorely’ missing than others, literally). Continue reading “Back on the mtb – Dropped into Cwmcarn for a quickie”
Up until now I had never ridden a bike in the Lake District, neither mtb nor road. So with a work trip to Scotland approaching I decided to plan something; it’s just off the M6 anyway! In fact a couple of weeks earlier we’d stopped off here on our way back from Scotland during a family camping holiday so plans to ride here had been formulating in my mind recently. Continue reading “Lakes riding on the way to Scotland”
My main recollection of waking up on Day 3 was the feeling of getting out of bed in full view of the passing public. It wasn’t that we’d slept in or that we’d mistakenly camped in the town square; it was only the odd couple of dog walkers and joggers but it still felt strange to be stretching and crawling out from my shelter at 6:00 AM in front of people busily going about their morning routine. So as we had on Day 2, we promptly packed up our stuff, back into our bags and for the final time headed off to find supplies. Continue reading “Exploring the North York Moors – Day 3”
Waking up under a ‘canvas’ sheet to the sound of the waves rolling in against the rocks below our cliffside, the sun up already and a day of mountain biking into the unknown ahead of us, we certainly felt no need for a ‘lie in’. Yesterday’s ride up from Cropton to Whitby had stretched the legs but we both awoke in high spirits and eager for Day 2. Continue reading “Exploring the North York Moors – Day 2”
It’s something that I’ve been wanting to do for a good couple of years now; call up the appropriate OS maps, print off a bundle of them and then go exploring the North York Moors over several days. So I did just that, roped in a friend (Malcolm on this occasion) and took 3 days out to go ride. Continue reading “Exploring the North York Moors – Day 1”
I always check on the weather before going out for a ride and the forecast said sunny. What I forgot to check on, as usual, was the wind conditions. Ah well, at least I remembered to pack my Buff, windy ride it is then. Continue reading “A little bit of local knowledge goes a long way”
This is my new blog and it’s going to be more focused on riding, inspirational photos and experiences. So I thought I’d start with a post that covers some of my best bits of my other blog MuddyGoose. Continue reading “What to expect on Spoke Revolutions”