After an exhausting time on Torridon, we made our way over
to Skye, a ‘rest day’ was on the card for most. I’m not sure if climbing a hill
really counts as rest, but it was a change from biking.
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Top of (Photo Rhian Anthony) |
The next day we set off for the infamous Sligachan, both me
and my bike were feeling a little broken by this point. But with views of the Cuillin
peak and intermittent sunshine, was enough to convince me this was a good idea.
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Scenic Skye riding (Photo Caroline Souter) |
The path had been recently re-done and numerous drainage
ditches put in place. I definitely got better at hopping over them throughout
the day. Several river/stream crossing provided amusment to see who could would
get through, who would get wet feet and who would just use the stepping stones
and walk.
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Dicing with a river crossing (Photo Caroline Souter) |
Unfortunately my front suspension started to pack in, and as
we rounded the top of the pass, it pretty much died altogether! Feeling pretty
broken I didn’t quite make it to the bothy, turned around early and headed back
to the car. Inspite of not quite completing the ride I was fairly pleased that
both me and the bike had made it as far as we did!
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GPS trace of shame (didn't quite make the Bothy) |
On the way back home we stopped at the Nevis range for a quick
spin round the train centre there. Since the Anthem was basically unrideable, I
went to hire a bike. I was more than a little tempted by an electric bike, but
the lure of trying fatbike won out. Super silly fun, I’d love to own one!
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Fat Bike Mega Fun (Photo Tamsin Saxton) |
Returning to Edinburgh totally broken, but big grins all round
after a super few days of exploring the highland by mtb. I want to go back
already!
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