Biking Networking: Derwent Ride Write-up 27 September

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Cycling is a dangerous activity which can result in serious injury or death. All cyclists are responsible for their own safety and must decide for themselves if they are a competent cyclist for the event they attend, cyclists must assess the level of risk for themselves before and during any event, and must not put other people at risk. No assessment of a cyclist's competence is made by the ride leader. Individuals must be able to assess obstacles and decide whether they have the skill to safely ride them. If an individual isn't sure whether they have sufficient skill to ride any section of the ride then they should walk it to avoid injury. All cyclists must wear a helmet and take responsibility for disclosing any relevant medical conditions, allergies and emergency contact details to the ride leader before each event.

Monday, 28 September 2009

Derwent Ride Write-up 27 September

Andy Hallas and Jon Gildea met up with PeakMountainBiking's Lee Hankins on a 50km 5 hour Epic. They all made it round, and were reported to be happy but tired...apart from Jon who nearly broke into a sweat by the end... Write up to follow.

The rest of us (who fancied getting back in time for a beer...) just did a 30km route...which was hard enough! Predictably, Owen sabotaged his bike to make it more challenging, riding with just 2 gears and down to the metal on the brakes. Curtis had to throw mud at his shiny bike to get a bit more bike-cred. Jo-Anne kept warm by conquering ascents and descents that she had never before cleaned. The Professor, capable of the most complex bio-genetic equations, just couldn't fathom how it were possible for us to descend past the Ladybower Inn, and not stop for a beer. One of life's imponderables. After a long-ish slog on excellent rocky rutted, loose and varied terrain, from Aston up to Hope Cross and descending down the Roman Road, we returned to the aforementioned Inn to balance the equation. Choosing my words carefully, the local brew was called Blonde, and we had three. The beers went went down well after a fabulous ride.