Last night we headed out for our normal Wednesday night ride – cheated a bit with a car at each end but all being parents to tiny ones limits our time, and it was fantastic. I can’t decide on the highlight, either:
– the five yard visibility thanks to this Saharan fog
– the silence from the muffled night
– the brilliant and not completely muddy trails
– the fall that I rolled out of a fast fall into heather
– the cracking descents with drops hidden by fog or shadow
– the silhouette of riders on the blanket of cloud in front of us
– the great company

Yes I broke my light bracket, yes we had no time for a pint but what an experience to ride in fog like that. Great fun.