woodbury common, again

The more we explore Woodbury Common, the more nice
single track we find, the more we enoy it and the more
we want to back to find even more. This saturday we
waited til the late afternoon befoire we began our
ride and rode through into the early evening. This
meant we avoided the hottest part of the day and didbn’t
melt into sweaty puddles as soon as we pedaled a
stroke.
Our ride stared from the Four Firs Car park and we
headed over towards Budleigh Salterton by way of East
Budleigh Coomon and the Squabmoor resovior.Early on we
were spotted by a trio of Marine training instructors (
big blokes in Camo with large guns and maps standing
still at the top of a hill watching a bunch of younger
men in camo with out guns but with more maps run up said
hill) The Munis drew their attension and we had a brief
chat about how long it takes to learn and what we could
ride up and down. After checking that the marines were
not useing those guns any where on the common we carried
on and started to climb into the woods. At the top of
the woods we found a really twisty trace of a trail that
was a real challenge to ride with out getting stabbed by
sticky out twigs. After a few junctions and choseing
each time the way less wide we recognised a section of
single track as one we had done before. It was just as
hard this time, a lumpy narrow decent with some wheel
grabbing ruts. Choseing not to follow it all the way
down the hill this time( that gavity karma was hard to
earn, didn’t want to spend it all at once) We headed
back into the trees on our right and tried to find
something interesting to ride.
At this point my left crank came loose again, so we had
to pause while I bashed it with a handy rock. Crank
back on we took an uphill pebble bed of a path to the
top of the gravel pit, a challange to ride up
which I failed. Folowing a friends warning I decided not
to investigate why there was single walking boot tied to
one of the trees we passed. My friend Mark once saw some
one on the Common try to pick up an
“abandoned” backpack and discover there was a large
(camoflaged) Marine attached. It seems the Marnies get
every where up there.

Randomly chosing interesting looking tracks eventully
brought us to a road, across the road we found a more
moorland like section of the common which had some
really nice single track across it leading to a
somewhat overgrown path along the edge of a wood.
Brambles and stinging nettles took their bloody and
painfull toll on our
knees and legs. In time all things pass and eventully we
left that path for a less painfull one.A root fest
along side a peacefull fishing lake, technical and
narrow with a big wet patch of water standing by in case
we had fluffed any of it.
Leaving the lake behind we embarked on a section of
Green lane riding, at times rocky at times very slimey
and dank its was strange to think that these ancient
track ways are legally roads open to all traffic.The
stinging nettles almost met in the middle in places and
I don’t think any thing more motorised than a motorbike
had been down there for months. Gradully we climbed
back to the heights of the common. We saw our last lot
of marines for the day just before we got back to
trails we recognised from the out ward leg of our ride.

Back at the gravel pit we opted to explore a segment
of the common that was new to us, and tucked a couple
more technical decents under our wheels before
slogging up-hill and back to more familiar
territory.All told we were riding for nearly 3 hours ,
I don’t know how far we rode but from our start point to
turn round point is only about 3 miles. We did take the
scenic route there and back tho!

We were two tired but happy muniers by the time we got
back to the car.We will be going back to
Woodbury Common again, so many trails, so few wheels.

Sarah


Union of UK Unicyclists
By and for UK riders

Re: woodbury common, again

the way u describe it i can believe that the gods will not subtract from your alloted hours those spent muni’ing

:slight_smile: