Kilbo Path and Jocks Road – biking the munros

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Riding in Scotland means that you either accept whatever the weather throws at you or you become an amateur meteorologist, MWIS being your go to reference and are ready to chase the sun even if it means a loooong drive for a day ride. Having mates who are happy to do the same at the drop of a hat (or SMS text as seems to be what da kidz are doing these days) helps as does a willingness to shoulder bikes for an hour or two in the on-going quest to find the best trails. With a promising weather forecast for the north east of the country, Marky Mark and I found ourselves leaving Glasgow at an altogether ungodly hour on Sunday heading for Glen Clova north of Dundee. Meeting up with Shearer at 10 sharp (GCMB riders in on time shocker!) at the head of the Glen, the sun was out and the skies were blue. Things were looking good. Continue reading

Drumlanrig Ride Report (26/Feb/12)

I’m no meteorologist so I’ll decribe the recent weather as “kinda meh” – not sunny, not cold, not wet – just meh.  In search of dry trails we’ve done a few trips to GT in recent weeks and Mabie (originally on the calendar) is having some forestry work done so Drumlanrig seemed like a good choice to escape the local trails and get a trail centre fix yet still enjoy some natural feeling (and hopefully dry) trails. Continue reading

Local Ride Report Sun 26th

3 of us ventured out this morning on slippery trails around Mugdock, (Groundskeeper) John, his colleague Wallace and myself. We headed out around Dougalston around the reservoirs and then up towards Voodoo. As most regulars will know the muddy / boggy bits are v soft but we all kept going and no spills. Up snakey and through the country park for a coffee. The return took us out around the moor, avoiding the areas that are too soft and back to Milngavie after a squelch through ‘rocky rooty’.

Well that was a wee bit chilly!

…as the ten of us headed out last night for what proved to be an excellent ride out on the frozen trails round Loch Ardinning. You know you’re onto a cold one when mud is freezing to your frame, your jockey wheels start growing in size and you contemplate peeing on your hub. Despite the temperature hovering around minus 4, the still night air only felt cold when we stopped to wait for folk to catch up.

There is now a supply of Club’s finest biscuits (sorry but we ate most of the Orange ones) in the cupboard for next week though whoever bought the bourbons and the plain milk biscuits, what were you thinking!?!!!?!? They’re always the last to go out of the biscuit tin and even then only out of desperation. Does anyone actually like Bourbons? Yeuch!

If you’re planning on heading out tonight, the trails will still be pretty hard packed and running fast. There’s very little ice to speak of so should make for a fast blast out. Heck, even the top trail of the Whangie might be fun!