With Alpine preparations kicking and spluttering into action, a wheezing and coughing (Shisha seems like such a cosmopolitan idea until you've got to do exercise!) collective of IBFC members headed down to Swinley for what can only be described as some scorchingly medium-paced trail action. The mood for the ride was set with the presence of the recently aquired "Thunder Chariot", the team IBFC P-D Isuzu Trooper, in all its dented and rusting glory. Loud mouth southern rep, 'Thats-the-kiddy!' Finter was gloriously late which allowed me to fit a shorter stem on my enduro, whilst Mike attempted to make his old Kona, pedal, brake and change gear - all fundamentals of biking, I've been told... I have to add that Mike was riding said bike, because he broke his £700 fox forks by overtightening the thru axle retainer bolts. Muppet.
Daryl finally arrived and produced the most Sh*t-kickingly old, hobbled together GT the world has ever seen. "s'got gears though!" he beamed, having proudly undersold his P1 for £200 to a mate, "whilst a bit drunk".
What followed was lots of fireroad pedalling whilst Mike pretended that he knew where he was and then some really bad berm riding near the dirt-jumps, before hitting the trails and some synchronised (or not) drops where captain slow rode straight into a tree. See pictures! Always good to have Daryl on any mission, just for the gawping stupid faces he pulls, also see picture. Nice one boys, hopefully we can get the whole Alps crew together next time...
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