November done ✅
Off the mark this month with a difference- today’s ride was a meet up in Ashbourne with the boys from Nuneaton Velo for an off road adventure along the famous Tissington and High Peak Trails.
I haven’t ridden these trails since 2010 on my trusty Trek Hybrid, and today saw the use of another trusty Trek- only this time it was of the MTB variety! I hadn’t been out on the X Caliber for a few months but figured as it is autumn and the trails claggy from the endless rain from the past couple of weeks that it was time to dust it down.
Setting off just after 0900 the Tissington Trail started immediately from the car park via a long tunnel which passes underneath the main street in Ashbourne town centre. It was well lit up unlike back in 2010 where I seem to recall there were no lights at all! Out of the tunnel and the start of the 12 mile limestone gravelly trail was immediate.
What also quickly came back to me was the fact that this trail is all uphill- albeit a false flat for the most part which got me thinking how the hell the freight trains of yesteryear would have hauled tonnes and tonnes of quarry minerals up it! The autumnal effect kicked in almost as immediate as the trail itself and we were barely half a mile in and already caked in mud!
By the time we had got to Hartington signal box we were absolutely ditched, I had to take off my glasses as the combination of fog, sweat and mud made it almost impossible to see! Having stopped to take photos we pushed on for another mile where the junctions of the Tissington and High Peak trails met, turning off onto the High Peak Trail where the weather got even more bleak, increased fog and a slight headwind making it very fresh indeed!
Of the two, the High Peak is typically more scenic a trail however due to the bleak Derbyshire Dales weather there wasn’t much to look at, save for grazing livestock in huge quantities.
The Hopton incline (or rather decline going eastbound) was where we left the High Peak Trail, a couple of miles of on-road riding required to link us to the next port of call at Carsington Water. Arriving onto the limestone paths that circumnavigate the reservoir which, was eerily low in level, the plan was to ride round two thirds of it to get to the cafe at the visitor centre however disaster struck. As I passed through a gate which was being held open by one of the other lads, I used the momentum to kick on up the immediate steep climb where I agreed to meet them at the top. The top is just out of view of the gate and as I waited I expected to see them come up into view within a few seconds.
Ten minutes pass….. no sign. Back down I go….
Turns out one of the lads fell off his bike and landed awkwardly on his hip and he couldn’t walk, let alone ride! Despite our pleas to let us call him an ambulance he insisted on just getting back home and going to a local A&E, so me and one of the lads deviated from the planned route to take a quicker and shorter on-road dash back to Ashbourne to get the car to fetch both man and bike.
Arriving back at the car I’d done 35 miles which was enough to get me the point I needed to stay in the challenge. Dave had decided to go back on his own to pick up Rich so I said my goodbyes after checking again that he was alright and headed home.
An eventful day…..
**EDIT** it turns out that my mate has fractured his hip following his fall so all the best to him for a speedy recovery.