Triscombe

Last week after we left the O P Trails we headed to Pete Ford's local trails in Triscombe. It's probably been about 18 months since I was last there and the main trails I used to ride are long dead. Thank you FC.

While Pete and Skam were faffing around swapping shock springs (and Andy was having a snooze in the back of his van!) Ewart and I rolled off down the hill (in the oposite direction) and found a sweet flowing trail, we didn't pedal to much, just practiced pumping and flowing through the lines, it was great fun, but the spin back up is a bitch( especially on a big freeride bike!).

Once the others had sorted out their bikes (luckily Sam's spring was to light and Pete's to hard), we started to spin and grind our way over to the far side of the hill. The trails here were brutal compared to the smooth, groomed nature of the O P. Rocky, rooty, sketchy and tight, overall excellent fun. The Black Hole was a surprise in that it was almost pitch black in there (and rocky, rooty and tight!!) all you could hear on the way down were screams, laughter and swearing from all of us. Great fun.

The push/grind back to the top was made almost unbearable by the amount of flies ( BILLIONS of them!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

Andy and I were considering a pint or two once we made it back to Exeter but he was to tired by then and went home for the meal of champions, 4 rashers of bacon and 2 fried eggs.

We've now set his bike up super sweet and he's flying high and fast.

Long live 'Le Cagane'