A visit to Glentresss and Innerleithen was inevitable given our close proximity for the week. Parking at Buzzards Nest and getting Holly and Cath on their way round the green route we set off round the red.
Spooky wood lived up to its reputation of being whoopy and swoopy and seemed to go on and on. Its the first time my forearms have hurt in a long time. I struggled a bit in the half light of the Pie Run but the single track just kept on coming until we joined up with some of the black options further down and headed for bacon butties and cake at The Hub. The atmosphere at this cafe which is very basic was fantastic and I hope that in any redevelopment it isnt lost as it was somewhat over at Coed Y Brenin in West Wales.
With a bit of day light still left Paul and I decided a quick trip to Innerleithen was in order so we both blasted back up to Buzzards nest to get the van (I then got a cheeky run down the blue which was also very good ridden flat out).
Innerleithen was empty and is very much forgotten by the cross country riders being characterised by its famous downhill routes. I have to say though that the bottom half of the red xc route, cadon bank, (which is on the Selkirk Merida Marathon route apparently) is the best piece of man made single track I have ever ridden. The huge bomb hole like drops and ridges where the bike goes light, snaking through the trees in the dusk was something I will remember for a long time.
New Years day brought a walk up Arthurs Seat in Edinburgh with Holly and Cath. The mist lifted just as we got to the top, giving spectacular views over the city. Another walk on Friday around the Selkirk hills finished off a fantastic week away in the Borders.












