LES MISERABLES

Well..it was without doubt a fairly miserable day, even Rowan agreed that in fact it was the best miserable day ever. It was so miserably wet and cold that Paul ( M) left almost before he arrived. Chris left after one Cairn and Brian nearly left except he found the peer pressure just too much .

In fact the only thing that brightened our day was Brian’s revelation that he liked to warm his (cycling) tights in the tumble dryer before cycling ( I nearly wrote before “coming out” there  but it didn’t sound right)

We managed two Cairns and the requisite 1000m plus climbing to keep Mr P happy. Everyone will be glad to hear that Cairnuary will be over next weekend and we can play somewhere else .

Straightforward route  , took a fair portion of the mountain home in my boots . Photos again poor as camera lens hard to keep clear .

Scullion gets his way ( again)

In which

    • We narrowly avoid an international incident in which Brian comments on how “well” Robbie is looking after Christmas.
    • Robbie saves the day with a lightning repost
    • Paul announces his Transalp Bid
    • Cormac tries to carve his face into a rock , the rock lost .
    • An impressive number of clean runs on tunnel mast
    • Liz throws herself off her bike to warn us its slippy .
    • Brian forces change in the route and
    • Paddy is pleased as he is now officially afraid of Fern Gully
    • A couple of sketchy descents of Ballynagelty …out of control doesn’t do it justice.
    • Robbie takes his Cuhulain friends off for early hot chocolate at the thought of another cairn
    • Liz gets dumped by the group
    • Henry looks for a good solicitor …none to be found
    • We get the “Mr Power ” stamp of approval with 1100m climbed

Otherwise an uneventful spin with compulsory Cairns as will be the pattern for January .

Route Here 

Who needs Sunrise when you have Brian Scullion?

Our annual search for the first rays of light of the year was thwarted by cloud today . However BS returned to bring his own personal sunshine into our lives ( yes he paid me to write this). Joined by Peter , New Paul , DOC L , Davy ,Mr O, Herself and COC we headed up to first right ,hairpin , bridge , trails to stone and round the glen to the top of the switchbacks . Peter and Owen were already there when we arrived , and a few minutes later a herd ( or whatever the collective noun is for that species) of Rossi arrived resplendent in the new Gear from the spring collection from the house of McGinn. We must have met another 8 or ten on the way down so it looks like Cairnuary could be busy this year .

Happy New Year to all

and remember

If you’re walking(or cycling) down the right path and you’re willing to keep walking(or cycling) , eventually you’ll make progress.

Barack Obama

Summer Seat Soaking

Kenny and Cormac returned today even if they did start at eight , they always were a bit premature. Didi returned also with a plan to “just stay for an hour” more about that later . Peter , PS and herself made up the bunch along with yours truly. Teresa also showed up but after her recent defection to the Newry Wheelers there was some backchannel chat about whether this could be allowed to continue. Although it has to be said that PS does swing both ways ( between NTSR and 6.1 that is)

The weather was less than pleasant and the thought of open mountain occured only for as long as it would take to count the words in Mr Trump’s vocabulary . A summer seat expedition was put to the board and ratified in moments .
The seats were
1. Mr Dunbars seat at the Burma end .
2. Fiddlers
3. Viewpoint
4. Below Cloughmore stone where Didi died and was resurrected for the first time .
5. Rocky Road Corner where Didi died and was resurrected for the second time .
6. Half way round the Glen
( Ballynagelty should have been the next one but no one could face it )
Here Didi was prevailed upon to persist and with an infusion of fake Jelly Babies found a second wind .
7.Teresa’s seat which was more than just a little bit below the trails on the Red Bull loop .
8.White Mountain on the Black trail
9.Red Bog via the trenches .

Home straight James and don’t spare the horses from here , all completely soaked and COC with a buckled wheel courtesy of a broken spoke , Cormac suggested it was time for my pre- christmas diet as broken spokes are a speciality of mine.

ROUTE HERE

Scullion Celebrates 50 with a Puncture

With some of the usual suspects still proving reclusive , an old friend joined us after a sojourn down under .Chris Burns who was a regular many years ago is back , but struggled to keep air in his tyres today along with both Brian and Eamon . Peter who had Mr M tweaking his gears at the start later developed a non- functioning rear freehub ,so that was the end of his day .

Robbie and I had been commenting on how it would be a nice calm spin with no pressure when Eamon and Rowan descended late ( at about 100 mph) , so that was the end of that . They went up Castle bog like a couple of scalded cats , leaving the rest of us including our latest quinquagenarian gasping for breath .

Reminder that Santa Run is on Sat 15th December ( santa was busy on the 22nd ) , hopefully our German department will have returned and the camper is away for the season . Good luck to our Scottish rep who is having new suspension fitted soon , looking forward to his return to full speed .

ROUTE was fairly standard

Apologies re photos ..only had phone with me .