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Ben A’an
January 15th, 2012 • Hill walking

Had a nice wee stroll up the diminutive Ben A’an today. Was nice; broke some new boots in, scrambled back through the woods and had a spot of lunch by Loch Katrine. A little pedestrian perhaps but a fine day out with good company. First of the season, you have to ease yersel’ in, Ken? Aye to the Hills…
Fluich Uisge
October 15th, 2011 • Random

There has been some wet water about lately, here’s some massively over processed photos from a wet weekend in Loch Ard.
Relentless 24 – Binge Mountain Biking
October 9th, 2011 • Mountainbiking
Tags: aonach mor, Lochaber, no fuss vents, Renlentless 24
After a summer of being out on the mountain bike a grand total of 3 times, committing to do a 24hour race seemed like a good way of forcing me back to the hill. As I sit here fresh from the a82 south, tired, in pain and smelling like a rotting tramp I feel good. Why? There is no conceivable explanation.
The weather was harsh, classic Lochaber rain that ebbed from viscous drizzle to driving droplets the size of gravel. A massively improved course from previous years was at first fast and defined, proper climbs – proper descents, gone were the lonesome non-discript drags of old. The trail deteriorated in step with the weather and become an eroded minefield of draggy mud, slick roots and newly dug holes. The night shifts were hard lonely slogs, interrupted only by brief chats with folk either passing or lagging and the hugely enthusiastic (drunk?) marshals. The craic was mighty back in camp, with few dull moments of introspective pain and exhaustion.
So the question remains; Why? Why indeed, why was is so enjoyable when for vast amounts of time there was nothing but pain and contemptuous weather / terrain? The answer my friends is in the stars, there is no answer. It is a strange paradox of pain, laughter, adrenalin, sleep deprivation and the enjoyment of life’s simple pleasures camaraderie, sustenance and the comfort that comes from rest in dry clothes and warm places.
Roller Twist
August 15th, 2011 • Cycling
To celebrate the inception of a new shed syndicate, I felt it was time to exercise the demons from my old shed. I love sheds and all they can be, they are magnificently simple refuges of dirt, oil, sweat and blood.
Last winter during a particularly low-ebb in life I set about punishing myself on some rollers. Riding rollers is odd. You go nowhere, you have to concentrate to remain upright. Constantly pedalling to stay in the same place; a dark, freezing shed in Clydebank.
So here’s to the new shed may it be a jewel in the crown of life’s simple pleasures.
Fort William – World Cup DH 2011
June 7th, 2011 • 1 comment Mountainbiking
Here’s a few from the World Cup DH. By all accounts the race was a close one and shook up the established names a bit, with two young riders – Danny Hart and Brook MacDonald making it into the top 3. Experience won out in the end with South African Greg Minaar sealing victory. With the next race in Austria next weekend it’ll be interesting to see who makes the podium, it seems certain that the new blood are finding their way to the top, should be an interesting season.
10 under the Ben 2011
May 22nd, 2011 • Mountainbiking
Rain and Wind dominated, Lochaber stamped it’s authority over people and land. It seemed at points that everything might turn to liquid and get blown away. The course was brutal, long uphill fire roads with and against the wind, natural rooty wood sections that got dug deep with each passing lap eventually turning into a curious mud river, which was likened to lava.
With survival mode engaged The Crank Addicts, a team of 4 (Rushworth, Jen, Spad & Somhairle) rode well as did all associated teams. In all 12 medals amongst the lot of us. A monumental feat of heroism from SPAD got us on the podium and top ten in class.
Big thankyou to the BARR and all who chipped in on an amazing after party / recovery and No Fuss for running such an insane and enjoyable event.
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