We began our mountain biking adventures of the summer by packing up a van. It was fully loaded with bikes, equipment and all camping luxuries one could hope for. We had intended to drive around Finland and find spots where to go riding.
Herajoki, Finland, 7.7.2013
The trails were nice for the most part and the weather was perfect. True to our nature, we ventured into some off-off-road and ran out of trail, ending up pushing our bikes up overgrown forest. Still, it was Finnish summer at its best. After all the hard work we went for a swim in the long deserted beach of Pielinen. True bliss.
The Herajoki river ha a ford just before the beach. We took the opportunity to ride over it several times and managed to get some nice pics.
Koli, Finland, 8.7.2013
We rode to the Koli-Lieksa ferry and had some lunch at the restaurant in the harbour. It turned out that one of the people working there was a mountain bike fanatic, and he gave us some excellent route information in the Koli area.
The Sikosalmi ferry was a new experience for me. I’ve been on a similar, but bigger, floats with a motorbike in Latvia, but never with a mountain bike.
After the ferry the terrain turned pretty technical and tricky. It was rocky with undulating elevation. I was really struggling and couldn’t wait for the section to end. Luckily it did and we cruised back to base.
Northern Koli, Finland, 9.7.2013
I spotted a line down the steep face of the sandpit and decided to have a go at it. TKS-1 was in position to document my hour of glory.
The top section went without incident, but just before the end of the bottom section I ended up getting too much weight on the front wheel and went over the bars. TKS-1 is and evil shot and managed to photograph the whole thing. Equally fortunate was the fact that there was a loader on stand by to scrape me off the sand pit. Fortunately it was not needed.
Syöte, Finland, 12.7.2013
THE FAR NORTH
Näkkälä, Finland, 14.7.
Wet and wild
Levi, Finland, 16.7.
We took a day to ride the Levi downhill tracks. Weather was miserable with downpours, so I couldn’t carry a camera. I was amazed though, at how well this bike park was maintained. Especially since the rain just washed out the gravel from between the rocks. The guys working there must spend every day of the summer shoveling and raking.