Seven riders out today Nightmare, Retro, 1st Cat, Bullet, Stuart, Brian and myself. Party boy was away spreading the good gospel of Castlereagh.
Given the prevailing weather conditions, a hoolie blowing from the south west, it was a cert we were always going to ride out in that direction. Being Christmas we were in an adventurous mood so what better way to spend a Sunday than a trip up over Divis mountain.
They say when the going gets tough, the tough get going and us Castlereagh lot are a pretty hardy bunch. That or just insanely stupid, I will let you, the reader decide.
The tarmac turned to gravel and grass, we were in the realms of the mountainbiker now, and after a gentle initial flat section luring us in, the track pointed upwards. Struggling for grip it was every man for himself. Believe me it wasn't a pretty sight!!
As you can see from some of our pictures it proved a major obstacle to some in the group. After some more pictures we pushed the bikes onwards, the gradient was just too steep to ride and the wind was making it pretty tough going.
Soon the track levelled out again and we hopped back on our trusty steeds by this stage a hoolie of a side wind was blowing us off the track, the lighter ones in the group were struggling to stay onboard. Rule 9 and the badasses (also read heavy weights) came into play, the pack split as we headed for the transmitters. After a quick regroup the Divis coffee barn was a welcome sight and a safe refuge from the wind.
With some delicious mulled wine offered and what has to be the nicest ever tasting hot chocolate we were soon back to our normal happy selves.