Jenny has left me in charge of the hostel for a week, so first things first, I did what any self respecting hostel manager would do and gave myself a day off. My friend Rick was up and was hoping to get out and play in the snow but the weather was supposed to come in pretty severely towards the end of the afternoon so we kept well away from the hills and headed over to Wolftrax for a spot of biking.
We didn’t actually do the black run (maybe next time), a red run splits off from the black after about a km but I think Rick was pretty scared by the signs, I was and I knew we weren’t even doing it. He said he felt sick, I think it was the fear!
The red is split in to two sections, upper and lower, we did both but both enjoyed the upper section more. It’s got some great swooping zig zags down the side of a hill with lots of little jumps for interest where as the lower seems a bit more technical, and I managed to fall off on the slippy wooden boardwalk towards to end of the lower section.
Rick has asked me to point out that this rock slab is a lot steeper than it appears in this photo. I managed to fall off on this too – in my defence it was quite damp and slippy! Great fun though, I don’t know why I don’t go biking more often.