None of this puts me off riding alone.

I once saw a badger on a night ride once. Big chap he was. Raced me fir a bit too!

Pff nobody’s had to cut an arm off then?

I found myself in the middle of a pheasant shoot this afternoon whilst trying to ‘find’ my way down through a bit of woodland. Luckily I escaped undetected with my head intact.

All of my alone crashes have been at western park in Leicester. All caused by overshooting jumps and landing flat. I was able to walk away from all of them but my knees and arms were in a right state. Quite funny riding back home through a city with your arms, legs and clothes soaked in blood.