It’s wet and muddy out there and that makes it harder, but there’s plenty of fun to be had and I raced the dying light home. That was a race I lost and rode the last two sections almost unable to see what I was riding over and relying on feel and memory to get through. This is what it looks like.
In fact it gave the chance to try and show how the trails differ between a fast August blast and a muddy December ride.
It’s almost enough to make you want to ride inside.