Well done to Bob, Dan, Timba (and me) for 'keeping the ride alive' (registered trademark) this evening.
A fun-filled couple of hours slipping and sliding around the riding hotspots of Whitwick. Rounded off with a really decent pint of hobgoblin in the Rag n Mop (at least for Bob and I). The trails were actually not quite as bad as I thought they might be, some water has soaked in (god knows how). I thought we might be in for some bits like where the Martin Sheen character in Apocalypse Now comes out of the water to kill Colonel Kurtz, but actually I'd say they were holding up pretty well. For now at least.
And just to reiterate, there are no worries about being at the back of the ride at all. I have been on plenty of rides where I have been that person who feels like they're holding things up. When I've then ridden with the same people again and mentioned it, they don't know what I'm on about. Riding is riding, it's better than sitting on the sofa and (as far as I am concerned anyway) we aren't some kind of 'devil take the hindmost' roadie chain gang who leave other riders to their own devices miles behind.
Roll on next week. Although things might conspire against me. But I will do my level best to make it on Wednesday evening.
Watch this space.