Trials Day 27th January
The week had been awful it had rained nearly every day and I
expected the site to be a wash out. We had
arranged to go to Nash Mills at the beginning of the week and I had been hoping
for better weather. Sunday morning
finally arrived and the forecast for the day was meant to be good. Once up, fed and watered we packed up the car
and headed off for a day’s riding. I had
arranged to meet Scott there again and from what I could understand we would
also see some of the other riders from the GLC there too.
We pulled up at around 10am and there was quite a turnout,
there are always a few people there but today there was a heavy presence of
vans and riders. I couldn’t work out why
as I personally thought it would have been quiet due to the amount of rain we’d
had. It transpired that there was meant
to be a trials competition on, but it had been cancelled because the farm was
now under water so instead of wasting the day the riders had turned up for
practise. I got chatting to some people
and finally found out where the club house was I mean I’ve only been going there
for almost a year.
We got the bike ready, checked it over and warmed it up then
got kitted up ourselves. I was just unlocking
the gates when Scott turned up. We played
around the entrance to begin with when Scott joined us then made our way around
the site playing follow the leader. There
was a lot of puddles and laying water but as we were the first out the under
rubber conditions weren’t too bad. The chalk
was a nightmare and saw me planted on my backside. The climbs were ok to start with but as they
became more and more cut up they became more and more difficult to climb until
eventually I couldn’t get up them anymore and just sat there wheel spinning and
the cross cambers became very slippery.
At around 11.30am the others from the GLC turned up and the
fun and games began. Whilst initially messing
around together, it was clear that there were two levels of riders and although
we attempted some of the stuff they were doing we soon split into two groups. I set up a section and we started practicing
as though we were doing a real trial. I tried
to incorporate everything including logs, rocks, cross cambers and a hill
climb.
We stopped for a late lunch then I once again set up a new
section making sure it included as many variants as possible but this time
instead of an uphill we had a decline. Once
we had mastered going one way we decided to reverse it. It’s funny how such a simple thing can make
such a difference. I was beginning to
feel tired now and started to feel the impacts of each landing on my
wrists. Then frustration set in and what
began as a mildly difficulty course for us, soon became testing and annoying as
I knew I could complete it but was in effect just too tired.
To shake things up a little I decided to abort the section
and decided to simply ride around and do just what I fancied. Simple things like wheelies, hops and tight
turning sometimes adding in the odd obstacle as a challenge but only when I felt
like it. It soon became apparent that
Scott, Martin and I were the only three people left, everyone else had filtered
off. It was around 3.30pm when we all
decided to call it a day. I do wish I had
a van so I could just quickly put everything into the back and have somewhere dry
and private to change, but I don’t have that luxury. Once changed and with the bike secured onto
the carrier I locked the gates. It had
been a long and in the end a hard day and as it turns out not only did I unlock
I also locked up
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