Keith and myself headed up to Blairadam this morning instead of the Lomonds. Alright, so we missed mikee who was apparently waiting at the radio mast and wearing a red carnation, but still an excellent morning. Trails are drying out very nicely and running proper quick now. Did a bit of trail building, well more like kicking some leaves around and dragging a branch or two. Great fun though. First section we did didn't flow so well, but we extended the wee section of singletrack starting at the bench to the West of 'A bloody mud fest'. So instead of following the fire road, you can now singletrack it from the bench all the way to the entrance. Braw, very satisfying, we were well chuffed with ourselves.
Oh, aye and I managed to somehow mince off the boardwalk. Puddin.
Keith was absolutely flying on the ex Mr P Breezer - I reckon that was purely down to the brakes being shite mind.