The number 343 bus turns on to Albany Road and from the top deck the track comes into view.
Set against the darkness of its Burgess Park home, it鈥檚 like stumbling on a glowing circus tent pitched on the edge of a town.
鈥淲e wanted to be here so people could see us from the road, we want to be seen,鈥 says Michael Pusey MBE, aka CK Flash, a community leader and former DJ.
鈥淭here are problems on that side of the park and the other side but not here. They know us. They know what we are about.鈥
The towering heights of the now condemned Aylesbury Estate overlook the track. There are only a handful of homes still occupied.
鈥淭he local residents say they like to hear the kids鈥 voices - the laughter from the track,鈥 CK continues.
Nearly every night of the week kids and teens on bikes can be seen cutting through the side streets of this part of South London. They are heading to Peckham BMX.
It was started by CK, a former Choice FM DJ. After eight years of meetings with Southwark Council, the current track was born just up the road from the original track.
CK, who has received an MBE for his community work, tells me it's always been about mentalities not equipment. This approach bore fruit as the simple dirt track went on to produce riders like Kye Whyte, his brother Tre Whyte and Quillan Isadore, who have risen to the very top of the sport.
鈥淚 want to create a platform for young people,鈥 says CK. 鈥淭o give them the mechanics to make things work. They are smart kids but somebody has to show them how.
鈥淪ome of the kids we work with are at risk of being thrown out of the borough, out of London. It's their last chance, there is the threat of this.
"We work towards turning things around. That鈥檚 what we are doing, it's serious. Everyone has given up on them.鈥
Everyone is welcome, says coach Nigel Whyte. 鈥淔or those two hours you can be occupied.鈥
The club has about 350 riders at the moment. A bike and helmet can be hired for 拢5.
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Eboni is 12. She is strong, smiley and confident. Her mum Zena helps a lot at the track.
鈥淲e first saw the track from the bus window. Every Friday night we used to visit family and we'd take the bus,鈥 she says.
鈥淓boni would say: 'Oh please can we go?' I surprised her on her eighth birthday and we came down here. It took off from there. There are a lot of friendships here. We look out for children who aren't doing OK outside the club. There are a lot of mums here and we pick up on things. The club really is a bridge between school and home.鈥
Ola Akerele and her twins, son Lamin and daughter Aaliyah, are regulars.
鈥淟amin looks up to the older boys and they look after him,鈥 she says. 鈥淲e are handing our kids over in a way, so we have to trust the coaches. Nigel is a father figure really or a big brother to Lamin.
鈥淎t a BMX race meeting in the summer, club members went camping, it was a first time for most of us. Nigel said to my son on that trip that Nigel wasn't going anywhere, that he'd be there when my son was 18, 28 and an old man. They laughed about it but deep down it meant something to me and Lamin.鈥
Ola says the sport can be expensive but Nigel helped her find a second-hand bike.
鈥淪ometimes Lamin will say he wants a new bike or this or that. I say to him: 'Did Nigel say you need a new bike? If not then you鈥檙e not having it.鈥
鈥淭he club sends the message that it's not the bike or the equipment. Of course all the young riders want the bikes like the pro riders but they learn that it is not about getting the next bike and so on. He is still riding the same bike now.
鈥淲ith my daughter, there was another girl who looked after her and introduced her to the track. It took time but now she is riding all the time.
鈥淚t's keeping them busy. Some kids they are looking for a gang because it鈥檚 like family. But here is a family.鈥
Pro rider Quillan Isidore, gives Lamin a signed team GB jersey as a gift.
鈥淜eep going Lamin. Keep working hard and you'll get there,鈥 he says. 鈥淵ou are young and you must keep going.鈥 Lamin is shy and quietly talks about what he has been working on. When Quillan heads back to the track Lamin immediately pulls on the over-sized jersey.
Aaron, a young dad from Peckham, coaches at the club. He says it brings him closer to his son.
鈥淲hen I was 16 or 17, I wasn't interested in focusing on sport, so [it鈥檚 good] to see the lads here 17-years-old coming back, working hard. There was concern here when they built this track that it'd just be for the middle class kids, coming in, gentrification, you know? But CK has done well with this, keeping the price down, making it accessible.鈥
On another of my trips, the club has visitors. Nike has arrived to make an advert and there is a burst of excitement in the night air. Men with expensive-looking equipment wander around the track. The lead actor is a local boy with braided hair and a military jacket. Soon they are gone.
One after another, the riders make their final run around the track, dropping in off a steep slope like seabirds from a cliff. It's silent. Nobody talks, everyone concentrates.
The only sound is composed of two parts. The first is of warm tyres biting into the gravel track, the second is the ratchet sound of the rear wheel when the bike is coasting.
It makes me think of a wave and its backwash. The track itself has a wave-like shape, peaks and troughs and curves and swells. There is the push forwards, the bite of the wheels, the break of the wave followed by the ratchet sound when pressure is released and the bike coasts - like pebbles being drawn back down a beach.
Text and photographs: Christian Petersen
Photo Editor: Phil Coomes
Editor: Kathryn Westcott