Before the novelty wears off, here’s a quite bit of praise for the good ol’ British weather.
Had a two and a half hour local blast this morning in pretty heavy rain, after at least 36 hours of continual rain. I thought I’d do a ‘skills-sharpening’ ride rather than getting the miles in, so I stuck to the woods and local runs.
It was an absolute joy to be out, getting cacked up to the eyeballs chucking the bike around on local stuff that had become tame over the summer months. No more using longitudinal roots as ‘catches’ in corners, oh no, they are now poised to bite back.
No more just blasting straight through rocks and roots without at least bracing for a slide.
It makes the post-ride shower and vat of sugary tea even more enjoyable.
Post-ride cleanup notwithstanding (outer layer of clothing having to be hosed down in the garden), that was a lot of fun. Can’t wait to be out again in the dark on Wednesday night.
Obviously the novelty will wear off as trench foot sets in, but for now I’m as happy as a pig in sh1t.
