The track looked narrow, fast and dusty as hell!.... Whats that i feel?? Oh yes, the familiar butterflies called Fear, Hope and Death have returned to their natural habitat... my bowels!... In typical mountain board fashion, we descended the hill to warm up for the next day.. Star jumps, squats, leg stretches and sit ups were all completely ignored in favour of food, fire, ale and great company. I think it was 4am when i passed out but it was defo 9:30am when i awoke to ATBAUK action man Matt Brind announcing the order of the day. I have competed for 10yrs now, never been up before that buzzer, always next year!
Racing kicked off with some bangers and i don’t mean a wee christmas chipolata, I’m talking old school beano string of sausages butcher chasing the dog with a cleaver bangers! My Tafia boy Daf entering his first race, you sir are now a man! Daf will agree, freestlye and downhill are all good... but you want a buzz akin to jumping out of a perfectly good plane, you race.
"Hips were hugged, jumps were jumped, pumps pumped and the corners were deadly! ? Regardless, an amazing day."
The masters and pro categories were seriously competitive! With new faces in both, a big welcome to Graham Wedderburn stepping into the old man shoes and a masters/red dwarf rimmer stlye - We salute you - to Scott Leadbitter for a huge berm exit! So gnarly mate! Racing finished with a 4th for myself....#rerun. Joint first into the first corner but with only one line available, Pete 'nosno legend' Tatham held his line, I did not.. Ah well, one less layer of skin on ma buttcheek to worry about!
Saturday night was filled with beers, bonfire, jolly stacking big time, confusing lead singers and a wee bit o' ShireFunk. Making for the usual epic mountain board party with Hale's and Trampa leading one another astray again!! Nicest people in the world this lot x