Some people like to take a quiet stroll in the country, others like to watch the passing countryside from the windows of a fast or, some people just prefer to stay at home.
G.V. Intrepid riders descending hill, rider goes over handle-bars of byke and crashes.
Back V. Riders up hill in bunch, some carrying bykes, some pushing.
L.V.Pan Riders down hill, passes camera to back v.
S.V.Towards.Rider crashes in front of camera, followed by another.
Big Top G.V. Showing riders pushing bykes uphill.
C.V.Towards. Riders through puddles passing camera to back v.
Long V. Towards.Riders through puddles.
Long V.Towards Pan. Three riders through puddle, passing camera to back V.
G.V.Towards.Riders -pan to back v. through puddle.
Long V. Riders going through puddles.
L.V. Showing Stone followed by 105 (Sponce) passing prime lap.
L.V. Showing timekeeper - riders passing timekeeper making record.
G.V. Crowd lining route at finishing point, Stone coming in to win followed by Sponce.
C.U. Muddy legs pan to B.Sponce(105) taking drink, next to him Stone with board.
Front V. Stone shakes hands with Sponce.
C.U. Sponce drinking.
C.U. Stone taking a drink, pan to Sponce, Stone looks towards camers.
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Background: Some people like to take a quiet stroll in the country, others like to watch the passing countryside from the windows of a fast or, some people just prefer to stay at home.
But these hardy young men like to get right down to nature. Not for them the open, well-made highway, happily putting away mile after mile of countryside with the promise of a hot tea and warm fire at the end of the journey.
For them the muddy country lane, deep pools, long hills and dangerous slopes - end a bicycle.
Slipping and sliding round on two wheels they tumble over rocks, pools, other riders, themselves and almost everything in sight as battle for the British National Cycle-Cross Championships at Bagshot on February 9th.
To add to the complication, more than one spectator got in the way of the riders and managed to spoil a chance or two of winning.
But, despite all those complications, boarded Don Stone managed to inch home by a narrow two fast to win the title - and then promptly collapsed over the bonnet of a nearby car.
Revived by the inevitable cup of tea - the oldest English cure-all-Stone was soon back on his feet.
But by then most of the spectators had left - by car, of course.