I can’t believe we’re this far down and the phrase ‘hoof her in the slats’ hasn’t arisen.
You lot are rubbish.
We encountered a group of old giffers walking up a red Singletrack section at Gisburn. We stopped and politely explained that they were on marked mountain bike trails, and that if any of the fast boys come down, instead of us mincers, they’d probably wipe them out. For our trouble we received an indignant lecture on how it was their divine right to walk wherever they liked.
Mrs Binners was doing the blue and came round a corner on the raised Boardwalk section to see the same group walking up it. She went off the side trying to avoid them. They didn’t apologise or offer to help as she lay in a boggy heap with her bike on top of her.
According to her, she developed a whole new vocabulary of sweary-ness at that point