Friday, May 26, 2006
Scottish mist.
I think I know why they named a soap after Irish rain. The air on our trip has been blue and dusty in Madrid, good in Spa, sweet diesel and cigarettes in Brussels but here? Crisp as the first frost. The bright side of all this rain is a magic mist that primes the cold fresh air of the North Atlantic. I must be really bored to be writing this.
So today's recap.. I woke up ate some eggs and toast. Headed to the venue and rode the trainer under our borrowed TREK UK tent ( many thanks to Brian Buckle) and rode the trainer for an hour. Armed with an umbrella I took a few moments to admire the trail work that was artfully executed to protect the trail from harsh Scottish weather. The bridges made of existing dead falls and cross cuts of strait pines. The plank walks where anchored to the ground with pilings and secured with weather proof hardware. The traction was amazing with the hexagonal chicken wire that is stepped tightly onto the track of the bridges and walkways. The best part was a rocky turn that drop's down to the bridge that is constructed out of 500+lb rocks. They were even settled in a way that the flats of the rocks were sloped to the inside of the turn to enhance cornering and perhaps help self cleaning with rainfall.
I will post some pics later.
Hope I can put some moves on tomorrow and get up to where I belong.
Wish me luck.
Jeremiah.
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