Mountain Baiku:
Saturday: Look out of bedroom window...decide to be brave and wear 3/4 shorts...fill the Camelback, helmet on and head out...Avalanche out of shed, squeeze tyres and roll off...spin down the road and onto the trail...beautiful mist hangs over the fields...warmed up now so flick onto the big ring...feeling good and sprint up the first hill...blast the woods and jump a few of the rocks...splash through the stream...back end feeling a bit sketchy...stop and hear PPFFTTTT...hmmm, bugger....ah ha I think, I'm using slime tubes...gas cannister to the rescue...ride on....power the farmtrack...oh bugger, its nearly flat again...no more cannisters...turn around...quick...quick...road route...quick...home now...only managed 1hr...sulking...Mrs GT allows a ride tomorrow...result...average ride of my life :roll:
Sunday: White blanket outside
...freezing fog...still fancy a big ride today...nip out to put new tube in and change tyres to 2.1's...Mike arrives...tyre change takes a while...snap 3 levers...curse...drink coffee for warmth...finally head off...spin on the road for a few miles...Mike flicks a 'birdy' to an idiot in a 4x4...hit the farm track...crack through the puddles...so cold...mist hanging over the fields is beautiful...stop for a photo...frost forming on my arms and legs...Mikes brakes freeze on :shock: ...spin through Bardney village and into the woods...the frost is still hanging on the spiders webs...quick photo stop...wind the pace up some more...over some slippy 'North Shore' style sections...dodge a family out walking...forgot how good these woods are...out the other side and onto the farm track...take the cycle path back home...wind the pace up again...flying now...Mike peels off home...couple of minutes and I'm now home...awesome...best ride of my life 
Saturday: Look out of bedroom window...decide to be brave and wear 3/4 shorts...fill the Camelback, helmet on and head out...Avalanche out of shed, squeeze tyres and roll off...spin down the road and onto the trail...beautiful mist hangs over the fields...warmed up now so flick onto the big ring...feeling good and sprint up the first hill...blast the woods and jump a few of the rocks...splash through the stream...back end feeling a bit sketchy...stop and hear PPFFTTTT...hmmm, bugger....ah ha I think, I'm using slime tubes...gas cannister to the rescue...ride on....power the farmtrack...oh bugger, its nearly flat again...no more cannisters...turn around...quick...quick...road route...quick...home now...only managed 1hr...sulking...Mrs GT allows a ride tomorrow...result...average ride of my life :roll:
Sunday: White blanket outside

