WHITE . WATER

"See the steeple pine
The hills as old as time
Soon to be put to the test
To be whipped by the winds of the west " *


Not a great lot to say about todays ride . Myself and Jeff braved the horrendous conditions to bring you fantastically blurred photographs of Rivington Pike and Leadmines Clough .
It was pretty bad .
We didnt die.
But we could have .
I'd thought of going up and over the mast at Winter hill , but used the Pike as a gauge , of sorts . It was deemed a little on the silly side to go over the mast . It goes without saying . Whilst we grow familiar with the hill , we should still understand just who's boss .

The above photo's were taken climbing up the back of the Pike ,and some from the top , showing the , er , view.

Below we have the Limestone Brook at Leadmines , with the last few at the head of Leadmines near the waterfall.

We called it a draw and shot to the caff .

Still , a bonkers unforgettable ride . Really . Where were you ?






JEFF AT THE WATERFALL. TOP OF LEADMINES CLOUGH.

"Chimes sing sunday morn

Today's the day she's sworn

To steal what she never could own

And race from this hole she calls home "

* The Stone Roses , waterfall .

Stay tuned for a sneaky bit of video .