Saturday, 28 December 2013
Tuesday, 24 December 2013
So there we go, I'm going back to study, I've just got to be self disciplined, knuckle down, and get an A Level by June 2014.
Wish me luck!
Monday, 2 December 2013
Thursday, 21 November 2013
Just had the best sunset surf on a right reef break.
Getting right in the pocket on my back hand, looking down the line to see the wave on fire with a red glow of the sunset behind it. The wave breaking as I ride it with little bits of spray lit up, orange, red and yellow.
Perfect, a moment I won't forget for a long time
Tuesday, 12 November 2013
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
Sunday, 3 November 2013
Tuesday, 22 October 2013
Friday, 18 October 2013
Tuesday, 15 October 2013
A few weekends ago I finally managed to hook up with some riding buddies from Plymouth. We got in a solid days riding at the Gawton Gravity Hub, which was pretty scary, but super fun. I've been riding trails for months, and not really anything that is classed as proper downhill, so to be suddenly following my buddies down a downhill track, on my enduro bike, whilst they smash it on dh bikes was certainly an experience.
The old girl held up very well though.
We made full use of the Gawton Gravity Hub uplift system, which ran so smoothly. We paid £15 for 7 uplifts which was enough for us to be honest. I was really impressed by how steady the trailer held the bikes. Last time I used an uplift system my bike got beaten up so bad, so it was nice to be safe in the knowledge that my bike was going to look exactly the same at the top of the hill, and the bottom. However a few scratches were added from some sniper rocks and over the bar moments.
I only rode Proper Job and HSD. Proper Job was new to me, and I must say it was way more fun than I was expecting. Jumps, Hips, Drops, Rocks, and of course Gawtons staple Berms. It wasn't too bad on the Pitch either, it would have been faster and more comfortable on a dh bike, but it was still very fun on the short travel beast.
Overall, Gawton made for a great day out, it was easy to get to, well priced, and ran very smoothly. I know I'm certainly looking forward to heading back there as soon as...now I just need to source a dh bike!
Friday, 4 October 2013
After a long long time, I'm finally getting the chance to ride with my old riding buddies from Uni times! This is going to be epic, though I HAVE to keep myself in one piece!!
Wish me luck!
Saturday, 21 September 2013
Wednesday, 11 September 2013
Thursday, 5 September 2013
Thursday, 29 August 2013
Tuesday, 27 August 2013
Wednesday, 21 August 2013
Well what a failure, I left home last November adamant that I was not coming back, yet here I am, 9 months later, back in Herefordshire.
I worked hard for a company, did what I was told and made the most of every experience I was exposed to, but after 9 months there was no where I could go (not through lack of trying). So in one fowl swoop I have hit nearly every new crappy political 'stereotype' going. I'm officially a 'Boomeranging', 'Emergent Service Worker' on a 'Zero Hour Contract'. Brilliant, but wait a minute, Zero Hour contracts are all I've ever known! Today is no different.
This month, I've mostly bin'...Labouring.
No nothing political this time, just labouring on a building site, a 'Jack of all Trades', eating 'Bait' and generally doing sod all.The stereotype of a builder, or building site goes something like this...
...Builders don't really do a lot, they seem to spend most of their time drinking tea and wolf-whistling at anything that walks with tits...
I can confirm that this is 100% true. The aim of the game on the building site, (at least for a few anyway) is to work as slowly as possible, do as little as possible, and break as often as you do fart, belch or swear, which being a builder, is a dime a dozen. I found it amazing in my first week how everyone was so relaxed, so nonchalant about work, yet as soon as the foreman arrives on site...
'...fucking hell Dickhead is here, quick lads look busy, grab a shovel or something'
We go from standing around listening to the radio, trying to guess that 'T.V Show in Reverse' theme tune, to frantically looking busy, even if it simply means pointing at something completely random and looking as if you are engaged in conversation and making very important decisions. I was blown away by the whole show. How can people be so lazy...I must admit it is wearing off on me.
Sunday, 28 July 2013
Sunday, 16 June 2013
Wednesday, 15 May 2013
The 27 miles consisted of everyone snotting on each other, pointing at pot holes, and shouting about cars. All very helpful, but really quite amusing. In between dodging potholes, flailing limbs and projectile snot I actually managed to enjoy it. The route was good with some nice climbs, but it would have been nice to average a slightly quicker pace.
My balls decided to go their own way and felt like there were trying to escape out of my scrotum, and my stem is probably too long as my neck aches, but all in all it was pretty good.
I need to get down with the lingo though
Basically I need to just cycle around and instead of relax, just shout about everything I see.
LADS ON TOOOOUR...SAY WHAT YOU SEEEEE!!!!
Tuesday, 14 May 2013
I've been exercising that illuive self control and not going full speed on the gravity fed stuff, and I've been pacing my self on the road. Combine all that with some gym work and I'm feeling strong. I think it's been one year three months since my last shoulder op.
Here are some photos of my bike antics from the last couple of months.
|Always wear protection ;)|
Hopton was, and still is my training ground, it was here I got back into my flow, and got some pace back. Fun pace :)
|A perfect sunny day at Hopton|
My stint in Lincoln, where the only hill was a road to a Cathedral lead me to purchase something more practical.
|My first road bike|
Putting in lots of miles means when it comes to riding with friends, I'm not nackered after half an hour!
|Never give up|
Friday, 26 April 2013
Tuesday, 23 April 2013
|STOP IT! I lost count of my plank time!|
Monday, 18 March 2013
For example, I walked over to the cables and started adjusting them to use. Suddenly a guy behind me who is doing weights with some dumbells says:
10 minutes later and the guy is stood next to the machine doing weights and I try again.
Tuesday, 12 March 2013
|Old Town style.|
Now I knew absolutely sod all about the city before we arrived so I was more than happy to get right into tourist mode from day one. Hungry from the train ride we ventured out of the station and headed in the general direction of our accommodation which was situated in the 'New Town' area of the city. On the way over we diverted down 'Rose Street' which is full of individual cafes and bars. We hit up 'The Filling Station', and being our first meal in Scotland, went straight for Aberdeen Angus burgers, and scotch...naturally. I can definitely recommend this place for food if you are after good solid food that is going to leave you full to the brim and satisfied for the rest of the day.
Our accommodation was a ten minute walk from the centre, on Eyre place, this little apartment is awesome! It's comes with everything you need, had a mega comfy double bed, and sofa that you can sink into after a long day of exploring the city, and amazing views out of the window of the Castle. There is a Tesco not far around the corner so you can get any items you may need for cooking and there are even some brilliant restaurants near by. If you are going to stay in the city and dont want tobe right in the centre, but still want to be within walking distance and are after something with a bit more rustic style than a Future Inn; then this is the place. Another benefit is that you get to explore the 'New Town' area every time you walk anywhere, so you basically walk around old Victorian roads, cobbled streets and parks, all designed in a typically grand style.
At the opposite end of the spectrum, and the opposite end of the city for that matter, is the 'Old Town' district. The regimented rows of houses with large open streets that make up the New Town are soon replaced with a haphazard layout, small alleys and narrow streets, yet still space for more grand buildings, churches and spires all under the watchful eye of the all seeing Castle. The 'Royal Mile' stretches out from the Castle for, uhh, a mile, all the way down to the Parliament buildings at the base of Arthurs seat.
|View North East from Arthurs Seat|
The Zoo is actually pretty good and well worth a visit, if not just for the Pandas, and the Scottish National Museum is also a must stop, though we were way too tired to really appreciate it, despite the efforts of the guy at the cafe giving me a triple hit of expresso coffee.
So if you are thinking about where to go for your next weekend break, I would seriously consider Edinburgh. But be aware, you will be letting yourself in for lots of walking, it will probably be bitterly cold too, but if you can look past that then the city will reward you with fantastic views, some serious history lessons, and if you know where to go, some divine food. So what are you waiting for?
Tuesday, 19 February 2013
Wednesday, 6 February 2013
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
Waking up at 6:30am is pretty tough, fighting the inner demons that are telling you your warm car with heated leather seats will be so much better for your arse is a true test of character. As if simply getting out of bed wasn't tough enough, but to jump on a mountain bike and cycle ten miles to work...preposterous! Once I'm up and riding though, things are totally different, the wheels are turning, the legs are working and the cobwebs are most certainly blown away. The heart starts to beat hard, blood is flowing into every part of my body, and it reminds me that I am alive, it's invigorating. Though not long into my journey that I'm feeling alive, I find my self fighting to stay alive all together.
Cars are heading towards me in all different directions, and when I finally hit the cycle path I find myself sharing it with other cyclists, pedestrians and various other animals from Pugs to Horses. Soon I am whizzing past everyone, angry motorists look on in disgust "How dare he overtake me on his pesky bicycle" - I can just imagine them thinking that whilst they are seething in their half mile long traffic jam. I drop a gear and pedal hard; I've got to look quick, I've got to look like I'm putting some serious effort in here!
I pull into work, a glorious sight, searching the car park in hope of someone spotting me and acknowledging my efforts, no one is looking on but this is a silent victory for me, I feel great. I walk into work proud of my efforts, sweaty, muddy, I look an absolute state amongst the suits but head held high with pride.
I packed a few shirts, boxers and socks in my bag so I wouldn't have to keep brining my bag, but I completely forgot to pack a towel! I realise this as I'm stood stark bollock naked in the changing rooms, no going back now. I strategically place a t shirt by the shower, this will be my make shift towel! From a triumphant high to an all time low...I'm completely naked and hunched under the hand drier trying to dry my hair with a t shirt askew on my back. I suddenly feel like a homeless person having a freshen up in public toilets.
This is the thing about cycling to work, you feel righteous and above everyone who has driven to work, yet at the same time you feel like a tramp living out of a plastic bag. At least my dignity is reformed when I don my shirt, trousers, shoes and tie and head up stairs to work. My colleagues are none the wiser, but inside I'm ecstatic with the days' events...and it's only eight in the morning!
So what are you waiting for...
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
Friday, 18 January 2013
|Remembering my best friend and inspiration for everything in life was first on my list.|
|Freedom at last.|
|Sums up the trip with Foz.|
|Whitby at its greatest.|
|Go on number 1! Taken by Joe Horton.|
|Lost...in a moment...somewhere.|
|A special day.|
|A resting place at last.|