As a relative newbie to the bike scene (getting my first bike outside of childhood only last summer) I have to be honest and say I didn’t jump at the chance when Luke & Christian offered me a ticket to the inaugural Sisters in the Wild event. I was very keen, but incredibly nervous; would I be good enough? Would I get dropped? Would I fit it? Would I just end up in a heap on the floor if I couldn't unclip from my pedals quickly enough in a group? The answer to that last one is yes, fyi.
A bit of cajoling later, they had convinced me that I would survive the weekend and that the Lakes Gravel Gang (who'd they'd got to know recently) weren’t in fact as intimidating as my mind was leading me to believe.
I’m new to cycling but I’m no stranger to hiking and camping, plus I'm generally keen to try new things & meet new people, so I wasn't sure why this was making me so nervous. With this in mind, I put my big girl pants on, packed my bike down and squished it into the car along with a big box of energy bars and nut butters and headed north to meet the Sisters, nervousness slowly turning to excitement.