BathMTB: Ride Report: The Good,
The Bad and The Ugly (ride report in spagh etti western style)
Chris Fice
chris_fice at hotmail.com
Thu Nov 17 18:26:30 EST 2011
Thanks Kev, great ride report.
I think if I'd written it it it would have just been a comment on the weather.
Very cold, then sleet, fog, darkness and finally rain!
Fun evening :-)
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On 17 Nov 2011, at 19:27, Justin Woods <justinwoods29 at gmail.com> wrote:
> Great ride report Kev!
>
> J
>
> On 17 November 2011 10:02, Boyd, Kevin <Kevin.Boyd at uk.thalesgroup.com> wrote:
>
> Well it had all the makings of a stand off, Kevin (mr bad) and Chris (mr
> good) eyed each other menacingly in the cold drizzle, folk passing by could
> sense the tension of the two men and duly gave them a wide berth. The hands
> of the clock struck 6.30; "Well" said Mr Bad, "Well" replied the other man
> as hands twitched nervously at gear triggers. The silence was broken as a
> stranger approached, glances were exchanged as the new man Justin (mr ugly)
> asked "Is this it", in unison Mr bad and mr good said "Yep, sure looks like
> it". There was a moments silence as the three men all unconsciously shared
> the same question "Shall we pack it in and head straight to the pub", but no
> these men were professionals. The three men had heard that there was 'a
> doings' up at Box, and so they spurred on their three mounts in that
> direction. Along the canal they thundered into the cold, foggy and drizzly
> evening, each man knowing there was little chance of return. The drizzle
> collecting on faces and dripping from chins as each man fought to control
> his mount in the wet. On they rode with only each other and cold foggy
> drizzle for comfort, through Box and up into Colerne even the campanologists
> fled in sheer terror of the three men's bodaciousness. The three men
> thundered on along the road, the fog now so thick the front rider, mr bad,
> back lit by the men behind, cast giant grotesque shadows into the black
> night sky. Then on start of the final descent they saw them strung across
> the path in a wall of blinding white LED light.......The Others, as they
> called them selves. From where they came nobody knew for sure, legend had it
> they rode the wild back roads looking for lost riders. The three riders
> squared up to the 8 bandits and chatted, The Others knew they could not win
> this fight and headed off leaving mr bad, mr good and mr ugly to finish the
> last hill back in to the wild town of Bath.
>
> Kevin
>
> Kevin Boyd
> Information and Cyber Security Engineer
>
>
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