Jumping Logs

Another support training day. I think this is my human demonstrating to Dave the correct line to take when jumping logs.

His training must be paying off, he's upping his game and reaching new heights and so is his mountain bike by the looks of it, this is really pushing Mountain Biking to the limits.

Dry run for leg one of the 2017 epic ride to take place on the 18th October, lots of planning seems to be going on.

Human note to FC : Ignore Wilfrid we have more sense than to mess about on log piles.

Landscapes of Capability

Three hundred years of splendour revived.

My human's visited Italy in The Potteries on this warm atmospheric Autumnal day.

I needed the run to recharge my batteries.

"I sung of Chaos and eternal night" from Paradise Lost.

A foreboding end to the light of day and the drifting sound of my human and his guitar murdering Creedence Clearwater's Bad Moon Rising. Would dusk have felt pleasanter to Mr B's Moonlight sonata, I wonder?

Nuke Proof

Transporting my human's sons Mountain Bike back to his home we stopped to admire this wonderful end of day.

My human had borrowed the Nukeproof Scott for today's ride with Dave, amazing bike.

Shrewsbury Gig

My human's did a One and a half hour gig with the Quire and Village Band, intense!

Human Wilfrid sang in a Willenhall Musical Society Choir with his wife Peggy he sang bass like my human.

Why Quire and not Choir? The reason is because there is also a band. I should know I'm their roady, guitars, banjo, Tabour, Recorders, Music Stands, Music and instrument stands.

Hanging on

She survived!

A year on

Phoebe is one year old, does not seem 5 minutes since I rushed to Burton for her birth.

I let Phoebe sit inside to open some presents.
Then they moved into the sun, opened more presents and I provided refreshments for all of the guests.
Great day out.

Admire the view

Where are the rolling hills, distant vistas and blue horizons that should be seen on such a beautiful day?

Still my human's have me to admire on a slab of hot Tarmac.

Sadly My arachnid friend vanished at 40mph. Or did she?

Arthropod Taxi

Autumn cheek, let's see how it likes 60mph!

Black Canons

South along Watling Street to a home built for the Drysden family from the remains of an old priory. This is my human's first venture into Southern Northamptonshire.

An unusually hot September day of 30 degrees, baked the ironstone walls and penetrated the normally cool interior.

This is an area that human Wilfrid did not explore other than perhaps passing through along the Roman road which he so much loved.

The monks known as Black Canons were Augustine and spent more time in the local ale house than at services.

The Priory was eventually reduced to a third of its size by "The Vicar from hell" a friend of Henry VIII.

This lovely home rose from the ashes.

Heat Wave Training

On the hottest September day for more than 100 years my human goes training! I suspect they spent more time stopping for drinks than mountain biking if this picture is anything to go by. Apparently 30K was covered I am amazed.

All good things come to an end and whilst parked on Tesco car park (shopping training) a storm was brewing.

The light vanished, all turned a strange yellow and moments later all was flooded, tropical weather.

Things are changing Lord Franklin didn't find the NWP in HMS Terror but this summer Northabout did in just 2 weeks, strange times.