Aye, great day. Love all the tight, twisty rooty stuff, don't really get that on any of my usual rides - it's such a great place, like an anti-Glentress.
Was really toiling physically for the first 30 minutes, but after that I found my legs. One crash, near the start, too fast into a corner; front simply washed out, no harm though. Lost my way at the end of the red, should have doubled back and headed up the black I think, instead ended up on the castle drive, wasn't chuffed. Stopped for a bite to eat at the cafe, then back out on the black route 8. Did about 30 minutes of that, but was pretty knackered at that point and still heading in the wrong direction (away), so headed back to the castle via fire track.
Oh aye, the bike shop's got an old rusty Muddy Fox for sale. In desperate need of some tlc.
Roll on Ae the morn!