nearly word for word from Switchfarmer/Mellonbacker's blog...the norwest mildness had stuck around, and so it was a perfect night for riding.
a few of us assembled at Rubberjaws's, who turned out wasnt riding cos he'd forgotten to charge his light from last week (or that's his story anyway...). Fatboy, Sniff, WazzaBunny, WeirdLittle and myself headed off and cruised up Rapaki. Fatboy, Sniff and me got into a good groove and rode ahead, lightless pretty much the entire way up. Bunbuns and Weirdlittle tail-end-charlied it with their lights on. with the city glow off the clouds, there was plenty of light to ride by. made the top in reasonable time, but most were feeling it. quick spin out and back on Witch Hill, with most of us fucking up at least once. nightridebalance issues methinks. as we passed back over the top of Rapaki, there was a group of something like 15 riders. said gudday to them. no reply. -dicks.
then it was up the Vernon singletrack. i blew out on one rocky section overlooking rapaki, and then again on the first hairpin near the top. cleaned the top rocky section perfectly, finding the smoothest line i've ever seen there. stopped just over the road and regrouped. the huge group from top of rapaki regrouped there too, and not one of them said hello. what a bunch of fucking imbecile asshole stuck up wankers. flash harry wankers. then the Lone Wolf turned up from the direction of Vic park. we stood and chatted a bit as the wankers all filed off.
then we hit the trail, with the first 5 heading down OldSkool, and Wolfie continuing round to where he'd parked his car at kiwi to do a few laps of the nun. good waft down through the offpiste tussocks'ville, and then a blast down oldskool. no sketchies, took one of the steeper droplines down the rocky bits, and then had a good blast down the lower new. home by 8.30.
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Fatboy did not have a story, no charge in his light for sure.
oops I mean I had no charge in my light,
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