Trailside Surgery

Get out of this one? We were in Torridon yesterday and with 4.5Km left to run Dave's tyre exploded. It was like a shotgun going off, Quite impressive once it had echoed all around the surrounding mountains.
Cue a bit of trailside surgey, A new tube, a lot of duck tape, three zip ties and it was back together........... Well until it blew again 2Km further down the trail, Still it got him closer to the van than expected. Having to run the last descent back to Annat must have been mountain bike agony being able to see what he should have been riding.

Torridon Throw Down

..::Update::..



You snooze, you lose. It was ace! ; )

Bone dry trails, light cloud cover dappling the blue sky, lots of wee frogs, dragon flies dancing the dance of love. No photos [or words] can adequately describe a good day out riding, particularly one in the mountain-scape of Torridon.

There may have been a puncture, enough trackless portage to make a two rides old pair of Sidis look as tatty as their 3 year old predecessors and a disappointing mini pork pie choice but none could detract from quality technical riding both up and down on a stupidly capable* 'modern mountain bike'.

The final few kms of descent from the Coulin track to the Portal gate at Lair ... Oh yes.

Anyhoo, a quick pint and bite to eat at the Torridon Inn and I pointed the panzerwagen back in the direction of Contin to get away from the midge and see how Moulineers past and present were faring at the puffer-lite.

Quite well as it turned out - Gordy Mac and his other musketeers top-stepped the mixed trios, and Jac did the same for the female solo event.




*all bikes are capable of stupidity...