I went for a ride last night up the 'G' track and decided to go on a mini adventure and climb the biggest Hill I could see.
There are a lot of walking and hiking tracks in the area but only a handfull are really suitable for riding and this particular hill had barely a walking track that was visible. Not letting this deter me, I set off up the knee high grass and rocky fence line of the hill. Looking from the bottom you would swear it just had short grass and although steep, was a farely easy climb up. Yes, looks can be decieving.
I pushed the bike all the way up making sure it was in front of where I stood because in my mind I was imagining hundreds of snakes just waiting to be trodden on. I decided that with my bike in front and ringing the bell every now and then, that would definately be a good snake 'scrarer-offerer'. I reached the top well before sunset and got a great view of the whole area.
The way down was a serious test for my riding skills and the bikes durability. It felt as if I was systematically vibrating the poor thing to bits. Reaching the bottom I headed up to my favourite part of the track where there is almost a kilometere of fast, down hill decent back to the main road. Jems having bought me a speedo for Christmas, I thought this was a great opportunity to see how fast I was actually going down this track. I really let fly this time and almost paid the price, nearly dropping into some recently made rain holes at full pelt. I reached the bottom and my speedo read, top speed - 52 km/h. Not big numbers for downhill on the road, but on a track like that one, it felt like 152km/h. Speed!
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