the colour of the ever changing landscape.
the mud caked grin on other riders faces when plastered in englands finest.
nailing a corner.
the glorious sound of tyres squelching through the self same mud.
hot tea, cool cake and conversation.
meeting interesting new people.
planning the next fantastic outing.
washing off the ride from a worn and tired hardtail, yet smiling at how she fits and feels just right.
mud tan lines whirpooling their way down a rusty plughole in the steaming hot deluge of a post ride shower.
a wife with fresh homemade bananan loaf and enough tea to drown a fish.
ride on, ride hard, ride safe.