Just got back from a ride up on Haldon, rode up St Andrew's and got annoyed by the FC felling at the top, but that's a different post 😀
On the way back I was bombing down St Andrew's at top speed, just got to the bottom and had to slam on the brakes as a bloody car was wedged up the bridleway. There was a youngish couple there, and when I asked them what they were doing driving up the bridleway the bloke answered, "something to do innit." Weird.
The car was properly stuck in there, and filled the whole width, so in the end I had to climb over the roof! The bloke then had the cheekiness to tell me not to scratch his paintwork 😆
Like a good citizen I took the reg number and called the local plod when I got back, they're going to go and have a look – the lady I spoke to suggested that maybe they had driven up there for a bit of how's your father! All in all quite an odd end to a ride!