So. The Ochils. It’s a GMBC “classic ride” (before my time). It’s one that long-term club members (OK, Pete Morgan at least) talk about and get all misty eyed with tales of big climbs, great views and steep descents. First, some history; last year Elizabeth, Jack, Dawn and myself decided to have a go at it. We attempted it on a muggy, humid day where the tops of the Ochils were obscured by mist/fog/cloud and a hasty descent veering away from a fenceline saw us hopelessly lost and we spent about 2.5 – 3hours tramping about in the bog and moors before giving up and returning to Tillicoultry. Ochils 1 : GMBC nil. When Elizabeth suggested a re-match I was up for it. What would happen this time?? Continue reading
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