It was a repeat ride from Diamond Harbour to Lyttelton and return … this time on solo bikes.
Ya just gotta love our country …
We had been for a couple of smallish togetherness rides on the flatlands of the city … it was time to return to some undulation to increase the training to get thigh burn. Preparation for the much longer upcoming mountainbike ride adventure next month. Where most sane folk ride the distance over four days … we are going to be doing it in one!
From one side of the harbour Lyttelton to the other, Diamond Harbour we rode.
It took us back to Canada and stirred reflective memories that we still hold dear … stay upright; try not to get collected by metal vehicles sharing the narrow bits; communicate the call when changing gears to be easier or slower; watch for shit on the road; don’t run over dead things R.I.P. on the road; and when you see an upcoming squashed remains – take a breath before you get to it versus when upon it; take the piss out of each other; remember the host and friendship connections made and wonder what they would be doing; return a smile and salutation when passers by look at you like you are two idiots doing what we were on our Fatty; eat a scone and have a cuppa at the destination Diamond Harbour.
Return back to Lyttelton was the same … 58kms around our own terra firma right on our back door step was just magic.
No chocolate bacon today. By the time we arrived back to our car, we had missed the bulk of the Saturday market.
This is our new training ride … everyone welcome for a repeat blat next weekend :0)
Now, where the f..k did we put the butt butter cream?!!!!!!
You will find it at the Lyttelton market on a Saturday morning.
It’s worth the walk up and over the Bridle Path … to find the stall, hand over the small change, open the twist top, hold a piece, and then bite into it.
All those in favour, say “Ru can be the first rider” It’s what happened when I was taking a leak … to arrive back at the Atlas Gentech corporate tent and be told, “Ru, you are the first rider!”
BClaire and I were making up a team of four from Alarm Solutions to participate in a 6 hour relay mountain bike challenge. The other two riders were Richard Jones & Mike Fairbrother. We each took turns to pedal at speed the 11 km route racing against the clock to complete as many laps as we could in the 6 hours.
With 1,650 others sharing the same track, it was absolute chaos as the the bunch started however, as all shapes of size, weight, fitness or not snailed the first lap, riders spread out in a figure of eight to allow for a much easier pump of the metal between the legs.
The last time we were involved in a corporate team wearing sponsorship was way way back in the dragon boat days of yesteryear. This day flooded back thoughts of those we played, drank and partied with … where ever they are on the planet nowadays!
Cripes, have the bodies aged since then too!
Not so the comaradery of fellow bikers today though … it was alive with bragging & banter bullshit like all those in uniform should abide by.
Cheers Gwyneth, Richard, CJ and Mike for allowing the Ru’s to partake.
A great day that tis the start to the adventure season ahead.