Bikepacking film on Vimeo; Huayhuash

Repost from 2014,


Huayhuash from Joey Schusler on Vimeo.

FORTH FAT 2019 Dates

The annual FORTH FAT Fatbike Gathering this year will be on the weekend of 20/21st April 2019
Here are the details  you need to know;

Friday evening;
Anyone arriving on Friday there is usually a meet up on Friday evening at Steampunk Cafe where usually there is the Big Blue Pizza van, usually there is a collection of folks there, or later at the Tantallon Campsite

Saturday;
Meet at the Celtic Cross near the harbour and be ready to ride at 9.30am sharp for the usual ride west to Gullane via the John Muir Way trail then after regrouping up on Gullane hill ride down to the coast and out to the WW2 mini sub wrecks out in Aberlady Bay. Then the ride back along the coast towards North Berwick, regrouping several times as we go. We may diverse inland to Archerfield Walled Garden for snacks/drinks weather depending, then along to NB and regroup at the harbour.

Sunday;
Meet again at the Celtic cross to ride at 10am, as usual out east to Seacliff`s amazing wee harbour with amazing coastal views of Tantallon Castle and the Bass Rock. then time for some technical rock crawling as we ride east across the CAR Rocks exposed at the low tide.  Some dune riding at Peffersands, then through Tyninghame woods via the Secret Trail then through Binning woods and return to North Berwick Town on the John Muir Way Trail.

What you need/should have/and can do!;
Be self sufficient and capable of carrying out own bike repairs, carry own tools, be advised to top up tyre sealant for the Hawthorn hedges here, and/or carry spare tubes.
Both days rides are covered on OS Landranger sheet 66.
Riders should have a decent level of fitness and off road skills-coastal riding includes technical rock riding and sandy single track and possible strong headwinds.

Two campsites are in town, and  free camper parking along the east road-this can be busy at weekends, and loads of B&B`s.

Being April on the Scottish East Coast the weather can be unpredictable with baltic onshore easterlies so pack warm and waterproof clothing. Fingers crossed the sun gods will shine!

`We will see you on the beaches`

USAAF B24 Liberator Wreck,Gairloch,Wester Ross...

Blog post from 2011,
On the west coast near Gairloch,is a 1/2 hour walk up to a small hill above the coast named Sidhean Mor, somewhere i have wanted to visit for a long time...


Visiting War Graves is always a moving experience, i have visited a few plane wreck sites but none like this...

Rewind to 1945;

It was the 13th of June. The War in Europe was over, Hitler was dead, Nazi Germany defeated and many Allied forces were now involved in helping starving and homeless people all across Europe.
Many service men and woman who came to Britain to help fight the war in Europe were now being returned to there home countries all around the Commonwealth and America.
For 9 American crew of 66th Bomb Squadron and there B24 H Liberator bomber No- 42-95095 the war was over...

A B24 H Liberator Bomber;


They had flown there missons and had made it... they were going home...
The 9 American crew and 6 USAF passengers of Air Transport Command were flying home to there families and loved ones who were expecting them- telegrams and letters had been sent home...
The Plane left Preswick to fly over Stornoway on the Western Isles on route to Iceland to refuel before crossing the Atlantic to Newfoundland and then across the United States.
It is unknowen why the plane was not out over the sea, flying off course it glanced the top of the Mountain summit of Slioch, A 980m peak overlooking Loch Maree and not far from Kinlochewe...


Bomb doors and other parts were ripped off in the contact and the plane went out of control,
The pilot managed to fly on for a bit and attempted a crash landing but the plane hit a rocky outcrop at the Fairy Lochs killing all on board and scattering the wreckage across the small lochans...

When you walk up here you pass the summit of Sidhean Mor and you look down onto two small lochs...


You don't see anything at first in the heather rocks and water and then as your eyes adjust the wreckage is unbelievable, i walked around here for an hour and then sat for a while and thought about what happened here on that day in 1945 in such a beautiful part of Scotland and the sad loss of young lives,
For this to happen after what these young people had been through is very sad...

Memorial to the 15 buried here...














Wreckage is scattered all around the loch...










Landing gear undercarrage...


Engine Turbo...


Part of an engine and propellor lie in the shallow water of the loch...




Looking down into the shallow loch when the wind dropped the bottom was covered in Aluminium parts shining in the light...




Divers lifted part of an engine onto a rock as a memorial...






The crew and passangers names are listed on the USSAF Memorial Wall in Cambridge, England;

1st/Lt Jack B Ketchum (22), Pilot
1st/Lt J H Spencer (22), Co-Pilot
2nd/Lt R J Robak (20), Navigator
Technical Sgt H L Cheek (21), Engineer
Technical Sgt J C Stammer (23), Radio Op.
Staff Sgt E J Giles (24), Gunner
Staff Sgt A L Natkin (20), Gunner
Staff Sgt R E Davis (26), Gunner
Staff Sgt H Riefen (25), Gunner


Passengers (Air Transport Command):

Staff Sgt J B Ellis Jr. (24), 314th T.C.G.
Staff Sgt J D Harvey (30), 314th T.C.G.
Staff Sgt A W Hastings (23), 314th T.C.G.
Staff Sgt E Einarsen (48), 314th T.C.G.
Staff Sgt J H Hallissey (27), 93rd B.G. (H)
Staff Sgt R J Francis (20), 323rd B.G. (H)

Dere Street... Rewind to 2009...

10 years ago this April i spent an amazing long day cycling across the Cheviot Hills on one of the oldest documented roads in Scotland,  The 2000 year old Roman road of Dere Street was once a main thoroughfare for armies into Scotland and the first example of proper road construction using graded materials, drainage and geography to transverse the countryside and is a testament today to the engineering of the Roman Empires engineers as a lot of their handy work is still there to be seen today...

Having crossed the famous routes of the cheviots many times before by motorcycle prior to the Open access of 2004 i now had the perfect tool for legal transport across these hills of peat and grassy moorland  and which would leave minimum impact underfoot (tyre) of my passing...
I prepped the Surly Pugsley the previous evening and loaded it into the car ready for a days riding -which basically meant oil the chain and with the tools,spare tube etc.. under the seat i fitted the cheap frame bag i got crammed with more than enough food for a big day out and it was early to bed and up 6am Sunday morning to clear sky's and a glorious sunrise,and soon headed off with the pug on the back of the car for Jedburgh an hours drive south down the A68 into the borders.

I was cycling by 7.30am, a 12 mile ride on hedged country roads which took me into the cheviot hills which the border follows peak to peak and round the humped 2767ft summit of the highest hill-cheviot itself...



These hills are famous for the cheviot sheep and its wool and lambing is on going this now so care was taken...


Four old routes cross the Cheviot's roughly north/south,the route of the present road the A68, the near straight Roman road `Dere Street` which originally would of connected Hadrian's wall in Northumberland the Roman border with the Scots and the Antoine wall which ran west to east from the Clyde near Glasgow to the firth of forth near Edinburgh,the Romans didn't bother heading up much further into the highlands,maybe because the Pict's were so wild or maybe the midges!,


The other two routes are `The Street`, and `Clennel street` both also used by drovers to drive cattle and sheep to market, which probably included many not by there owners...






I rode up a long hard climb to the border gate on `Clennel Street` from Cocklawfoot farm...




At the border gate the land around here is known as the `White Lands` from the grass which bleaches white in dry weather during late summer, the Pennine Way long distance footpath crosses west to east here and climbs up to the Cheviot hill itself...


Climbing around 1100ft in 2 miles on stone slabbed pathway which actually floats on the peat on heather bales.
The summit of the hump backed Cheviot is a rock saucer shape full of deep peat. Several Ordnance Survey trig points were lost in the peat until a deep concrete plinth was made to support the currant trig point...




The peat up here rises and drops as it swells in wet weather,which is how in extreme dry spells crashed aircraft rise Phoenix like out the ground and i wanted to see two wrecks that crashed in bad weather during WW2, a Wellington bomber NW of the trig point and a B17 flying fortress half a mile further north.
I got out to both though had to walk leaving Pugsley beside the path and was a bit disappointed to find lots of the wreckage has been removed since i last came up in 1996/97,the propeller made into a war grave at the B17 is gone which is pretty bad as is is a war grave as one of the gunners was killed. Also the B17 wing struts were broken up and i couldn't find one of the landing gear dunno how someone could move it as its huge and no machines could cross the peat. Even an Argo cat wouldn't get up and down the ledges.

Nearer the Trig Point is the wreck of a Vickers Warick that crashed in 1946.
The engines are about 7 feet diameter...





Some of the bomber wreckage surrounding the two engines...






Its a treacherous place in wet weather and walkers are advised to not leave the flagstone and wooden paths...







Back down onto Clennel Street i rode around the military ranges and returned over the grassy track of the roman road Dere Street...





Classic army range sign...



Leaving the army range at Chew Green Roman camp...






Heading for the point of the hill-Windy Gyle and the border fence where Dere Street crosses back into Scotland...



I used to ride this all the time on my motorcycles for years (road legal Honda XR`s),  now the English south part is closed to motor vehicles due to it being classed an ancient monument and was damaged from irresponsible riders cutting unnecessary ruts through wet areas...




Its part of a widespread problem in England now, (and will miss ever riding it again on a motorbike)
It is the longest continuous trail here at around 18 miles but it is hard work, as it was extremely dry i was going to take the karate monkey but love riding the pug and didn't know if it would be dry up top, in normal weather most of the year the pug would rule here.
The descent from Windy Gyle down to the tarmac road section at Towford is a cracker...



From Towford Dere Street undulates along to the walled section to Pennymuir...


Stone circle that pre dates Dere Street, and nice to see it had not been robbed of it`s stones for road construction...




Unusually dry conditions...





After a short tarmac section the last 5 miles off road is arrow straight to Jedburgh...




The last half mile descent to Jedfoot is a blast, good thing too as my legs were shot...



So out for 10 hours, 8 hours riding time that does include a bit hike-a-bike and a massive 56 miles considering the terrain i was amazed at this amount. I usually  ride 35-45 miles max offroad in the hills before feeling it, having more than enough food deft helps and that float of the Pugsley`s low pressure 4" tyres combined with the 29er effect and the big grin factor keeps you rolling!.
Not also that but the eco friendly very low impact footprint - less than a human foot print really makes  fatbikes shine in environments like here where as little erosion as possible is a good thing.
I hope the new bottom bracket arrives this week as the cranks getting quite bad now!.
Here's the film i made...



cheviot hills trailride from coastkid71 on Vimeo.


More soon...