Headed over the Pennines today to do a few circuits of the Sherwood Pines red MTB Kitchener Trail with my two sons. It turned out to be a day of foresight paying dividends, but more of that later....
We had to drive 60 miles to get there and arrived at around 11am to darkening skies and the start of the rain that was to be a near constant companion for most of the riding
. We have ridden the red circuit before, but not for at least a few years so it was effectively all new to us and the kids have grown a lot since our previous visit. I didn't get many pictures at all due to the sodden weather making getting the camera out a bit tricky but did manage to catch the big lad attempting one of the few technical challenges on the course.
There isn't much climbing to do so we despatched out 1st loop with relative ease and including a bit of a play in the stunt park and a couple of runs down the downhill section our mileage when we rolled back into the visitors centre for lunch was a healthy 13.5 miles for a supposed 9 mile loop
We did manage to snap a little vid of me doing the level 1 jumps in the stunt/jump park after I had mastered clearing all jumps and managing to land cleanly on the downhill side.......
Here he comes
And AIR,
Again,
and again,
and again.....
And at this point the amateur cameraman almost loses sight of me behind the trees for jump #5
And filming ends just as I spectacularly clear jump #6
A perfect run with all 6 jumps cleared and landings on the downhill slopes
After a generous lunch in the café (and a clean up of the chairs we had squelched into, sorry about the floor ladies
) Youngest son opted to stay in the car listening to music while I headed out for a second loop with my 14yr old boy. He moaned about being cold, stiff and stuffed at first but after about a mile of riding was soon warmed up and right back on it! We flew round the second lap and I was really impressed by his speed when we were not held back by the younger lad. I didn't take an exact note of the time but I am pretty sure we knocked off the 2nd loop in under an hour and as we packed up for the home trip we had clocked up not much short of 23 miles for the days riding.
It was at this point that the foresight and planning began to pay off.
The unexpected bad weather had left us drenched, with clothes soaked to the skin. Fortunately I had had the presence of mind to insist we all took a change of clothing, just in case!
Once changed and reasonably dry and with the bikes packed into the back of the car we set off back towards the M1 and home. In an uncharacteristic display of unreliability my car decided to misbehave just as we were navigating the roundabout to join the motorway. Seconds before committing to the slip road I lost the power steering and then the battery light came on so I continued past the motorway slip and headed back the way we had come and straight into a layby just yards from the roundabout. The problem was obvious the moment I lifted the bonnet, the waterpump had collapsed and thrown off the fan belt while spewing all the engine coolant onto the road
. There was no way I was going to bodge this and finish the journey except with the help of a recovery truck, and here was my second piece of foresight, planning and jolly good luck. Just 10 days before due to Mrs Skol getting a new(ish) car and no longer needing breakdown cover we had swapped the policy to my car as a refund wasn't an option.
At 5pm I joined the telephone queue for the breakdown service and after about 15 minutes on hold eventually communicated the problem and accurately explained why a recovery was required so please don't send a repair patrol. A few more phone calls later and by 6pm I had been promised a recovery in the next 60 minutes.
Bl00dy 9pm the truck eventually arrived!
It's a good job we had dry clothes otherwise we would have been hypothermic by that time!
Anyway, despite the challenges of getting home and the lateness of finally eating dinner we all agreed it had otherwise been an excellent day and well worth the trouble
EDITED for typos/grammar in the cold light of day