Aston Hill (the unofficial Remolition Training Facility)
Today was all about free riding. You turn up to a hill and think as long as it goes downwards, has a few features, makes your eyes water and puts a grin on your mud covered face, you can sign the disclaimer.
I had arrived at the Aston Hill Mountain bike facility a little earlier than the others. The car park was filling up with vehicles laden with expensive bikes and kit. I doubt that I could get a mortgage for the bike that was placed next to my car!
The forestry commission ranger was circling like a kite; she’d taken some monies from the bikers and proceeded towards me. She looked at the car and asked if I was riding but couldn’t see my bike. She said £7 and that she’d be back in an hour or so.
Roger, Smiley, Wilz and the Reading boys turned up and we headed towards the woods... En route we came across one biker who clearly “made us aware of the riding rules, that somebody got real hurt on one of those things and that we should head for the far side of the hill”.
Did somebody phone ahead and say, here’s our plan today? It involves heading for the far side....Dope!
We hit the boarder X, the top berms were slow but everything else was quick and after a couple of runs it was pick a line and go. We all found that the bx had ticked the boxes; “air, berm, kicker, road jump, drop off!”
The next part of the “far side” was the cross country course. A single track winding through tress that went into a ditch run, into a technical edging round trees section and then into a big speed drop. When we looked back up the hill, the horseshoe shape and gradient made it a great scope for development. A potential for a Remolition training facility and it’s one of those places that would take all that much work. We spent about ten minutes clearing logs and it opened up several lines, imagine if we had spent an hour!
We headed back to the cars and as we didn’t see the ranger, it was a free ride......box ticked.