Wasn’t an epic ride by any means, but the bike felt right, the techy climbs that sometimes have you cursing seemed easy, the rocky descents disappeared under the wheels, everything flowed, nothing seemed a struggle.
A couple of old dears spoiled one run by generally being in the way, yet I set a PB. Their, at one point, slightly disparaging looks at the ‘loutish biker’, turned to warm chat when I saw them later and asked them if they’d lost a video camera I’d spotted on the moor.
Even the roadie that I caught (he obviously wasn’t trying hard) on a tarmac descent, exchanged pleasantries and we chatted as we coasted for the rest of the hill behind a car. He left me to finish his 100 miler, whilst I went for a pint (which he politely told me not to choke on 😉 )
Not much point to this post, but yes(terday) was a good day 🙂
I even found some dry trails!