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This is our leader, Piers, and some of the
flock. |
And this is him in colour somewhere in
North Yorkshire. |
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Ah! A lovely rest in the Dales. |
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Guess who? The Calderdale Marathon in high
Summer - check out the tights and fleece. |
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Adrian "Indiana" in a pre-chameleon
shot. On a recognisable trail for once. |
Andy S. May the force (of gravity) be with
you. Can ride all day and tell dodgy jokes.
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At the start of Red Bull 2001. The
lead out men for Bad Brains A and B teams: Adrian and Greg, all smiles for a while. |
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Don't stray from the path! This area
is especially good at night. |
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Our very own racing snake, Matt, and his
Merlin (it's the real thing too). |
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The disturbingly muscular Ryan and his
perpetually clean Superlite. |
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Scott. Second home is the local A&E.
Despite being a good rider, he's broken more collar bones than a snake
could dream of. |
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This is Barking Mad Steve. He's
frightening and can ride forever on a cup of water. |
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Some bloke, courtesy of those nice people at
U.S.E.
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My bike and a favourite bit of trail.
Twistier than a twisty, turney thing tied in knots.
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Who remembers these little lovelies?
Rapid-fire anyone?
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A bit more of the above but with roots for
fun. 2m drop just out or view. Fun at night! |
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This is a different Steve. Less frightening
and sound all rounder - just ask him about getting air in Sherwood. Oooh! |
Another one of Andy. |
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