The first day of RTG is always a weird one, it’s the one where nothing has really happened yet and the swing of things has yet to be got in to. So over breakfast we looked out the window up to the grey
Nottingham skies, checked the weather report and decided to head south to warmer climates. We’d hoped to get a day of trails in, but alas this wasn’t meant to be, but heading towards London seemed
like the best idea. We packed up the cars in the rain and promptly got stuck in traffic. Don’t be fooled, RTG is not as glam as you probably think!
After hours of hearing of the wonders of Snapchat, and finding out how Fraser (our filmer’s) mate got the nickname ‘Shadow Wank’ we arrived at our first riding destination, just so we could get the ball
rolling. There is a small skatepark and BMX track in Tottenham which provided a couple hours entertainment, and the sun was out so seemed like a good idea. Leo got the points rolling in style pulling
in a fat 500 by manualling a whole line of rhythm’s, swiftly followed by Greg tentatively getting some number down for the quarter to quarter challenge. I (the photographer) provided plenty of
entertainment by trying to 180 a road gap which I will not claim the full value of, but may award myself a point for effort.
Once we were done here we headed to the Spot to catch the last hour or so of daylight. Greg and lima destroyed the taco thing with no problem at all, definitely a master class in boosting odd
transitions! Russ Barone was excited to visit this place and had it dialled in no time, transferring and lip sliding all over the place. So despite the long ass drive and having to hear even more about how
amazing Snapchat is we called it a day headed to our hotel at Gatwick Airport, happy that we’d found a sunny patch and gave the challenge book a good seeing to!
Wait.. did I say Gatwick Airport?….