It was only 5 miles up the Mup- Uphill to the pub and down hill back. Wanted to check out the lights and was bit early to find out on the way up- so that was where the Pub came in.
After a mile or so I came across another rider on his $200 full suspension Mountain bike. Said hello and passed him. 2 miles further on and I heard this puffing behind me and he had stayed with me once I overtook him. So I dropped the pace a bit to ride alongside him and it got round to the bikes. Apparantly this was his sons bike that was about 3 years old. It looked brand new and the son had never ridden it more than about 50 miles before Girls came into his life. So Dad had decided to get fit and this was his first summer of riding. He had now got up to about 20 mile rides twice a week and was now ready for his next adventure. He wanted to go offroad and see what it was like.
Told him a few routes for easy climbs and not too difficult terrain and he is going to try them at the weekend. Or he was. After my stop at the pub- only for an Orange juice by the way- I met him on the way back. Pushing his bike.
He won't be riding that bike at the weekend. The seat post had broken- and the saddle had fallen off. He did not realise it till he went over a bump, the saddle fell off, and he sat down on the broken seat tube. Nothing serious- but I could tell by the tear in his Jeans- That must have been painfull.
Oh and the lights work- But the rear lamp needs new batterys. It was just a dull glow by the time I got home.