| Name |
Tim
Butler |
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| Acronyms: |
Butler,
Studley Shagmoor, Mr B. |
| Job |
Office
Monkey and Reserve Guide |
| DoB: |
18 October
72 |
| Bio
highlights: |
Raced
BMX for a while as a kid then got distracted by girls. Rediscovered
bikes when introduced to mountain biking at Uni. Managed to fit in
a lot of riding at Uni and also learnt to mountain bike. Continued
improving my skills ever since with the moment of enlightenment coming
in May of 1997 when I first mountain biked on Chamonix's perfect trails.
Have been a disciple of the mighty Mont Blanc area ever since, making
regular pilgrimages. Lived in Colorado for a while and rode a lot
of the US and Canada, its very good, but I do love a good ride in
Chamonix still. |
| First
Bike: |
The
one with stabilizers was blue, a few of my sister's cast-off's later
and I got my first mountain bike - a steel Specialized Stumpjumper,
in blue spookily. Just the absolute Daddy of bikes and I am sure it
is more down to this bike that anything else as to why I got good
at biking so quickly, its certainly not talent! |
| Favorite
Bike: |
Probably my Red S-Works M2 hardtail from 1997 as that is the bike
that I first mountain bike guided on. I still have it built up and
it still kicks the butt of full-sussers on downhills on a good day
and just loves technical Chamonix singletrack. |
| Best
trails: |
In
Chamonix; probably the Possette because of the rhythm that you can
get into with the switchback on a good day and the mess you can find
yourself in on a bad day. Just brilliant fun and never an easy ride. |
| |
Worldwide;
A difficult one but I always loved Fruita and the Mary's Loops, Moore
Fun Trail especially. Not the big epic rides of Chamonix though. |
| |
Local
trails; in the UK I think that the Peak District around Lady Bower
is my favourite as that is where I learnt a lot about mountain biking,
usually through falling off. |
| Best
bike day: |
Being
super hungover the first time I was in Chamonix and then absolutely
killing everyone to the top of the climb above Les Houches much to
the sober people's annoyance. Then sampling the Corkscrew for the
first time, and being really scared of how fast you can go for such
a longtime and not seem to reach the bottom. |
| Worst
Bike Day: |
The
Grand Raid Crystalp in 2000; I just suffed too much and knew I couldn't
stop because of the jip I would get. The Chammy edges wore through
the skin on my inner thighs, it was that bad. Excellent sense of achievement
though, its just I couldn't appreciate it for the pain. |
| What
am I like?: |
Once
a footloose and fancy free biker I have now matured into a control
freek always asking for the booking schedule to be updated and checking
that everything is being done right. Always moaning about how busy
I am but get me on a good day I am will talk biking by phone or email
for far too long. I also have a completely undeserved reputation for
being one for the ladies. |
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