I’m always looking for those ‘new’ trails, that different path, either when out riding or even if I’m driving somewher. Sometimes it works out, sometimes it doesn’t. In fact I feel a story coming on:
Driving to my dad’s old place I spotted a downhill track that disappeared off the main rd. I thought next ride I’ll check that out. Sure enough it was a decent ride but at the bottom it led to some woods so I carried on. Inside there I followed the edge of a lake to a farm track. Feeling perhaps I shouldn’t be there I headed back but could not find the original track. All the others led me round in circles to either the farm or an empty field!
After about 20 mins of riding round I thought I’d found it, only to enter a clearing and find a moss covered tin shelter with a (very clean and tidy) white garden chair outside. It was seriously creepy!
Anyway, I kept attempting to retrace my route and found it eventually. Turns out I’d had to duck under trees and through a chicane of bushes that covered the trail when looking for the other direction. Doh!
Amazing how quick you find it when you feel someone is watching you though!