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Essential fuel for any aspiring quest seeker.<br />
Pedalling into the blue.<br />
The landlocked island.<br />
Ignored by motorways, and one of the least populous areas in<br />
England, there is a feeling of glorious isolation to Shropshire.<br />
Of quiet, benevolent claustrophobia. Once you’re nestled<br />
within the bosom of all those rolling hills, it’s easy to feel that<br />
you’re a million miles away from anywhere else – and perhaps<br />
this is ingrained in the local populace. Simon tells me that in<br />
his youth everyone was obsessed with anything two-wheeled.<br />
The big kids would all mess about with motorbikes – an<br />
activity they’d all learned from their elders – and everyone<br />
would rush outside when they heard the braaaap of a twostroke<br />
engine cutting through the countryside. And Jim’s dad<br />
is restoring an old grasstrack racer in his shed – two wheels<br />
and dirt seem to be part of the local psyche. It’s no wonder<br />
there are so many great places to ride: the riders appeared first<br />
and made them, which makes new and better riders. It’s a<br />
glorious spiral.<br />
In Shropshire, mountain biking found a collective psyche<br />
perhaps more attuned to its delights than elsewhere. And with<br />
plenty of remote, hilly places to ride, it’s no wonder there<br />
are so many good riders. If you ride bikes in Shropshire, it’s<br />
almost hard not to be.<br />
This feature is dedicated to Simon ‘Peanut’ Pearson (1969-2017) -<br />
damn good friend, husband, father, nutter, general enthusiast about<br />
everything, bon-viveur and demon blues guitarist. RIP, buddy.<br />
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