It was now or never, i have been making alot of excuses for not havin a blast.
So today was the day! I had been given for Christmas a bike rack, a pretty
hefty peace of kit, so with my spanner in hand bolted it to the tow bar
slotted on my bike.
I was thinking of taking mans best friend, he was bouncing off me like
mad begging to come but its was a little to wet for his short legs.
I parked up at Horner and payed for my ticket like a good boy,
but as soon as i hit that green button to print the ticket it started to rain
(*********)...
I had a rough plan for a route. Horner water to the ford,
along dunster path to brockwell,
then double back along a lower track back to Horner.
As i climbed up from Horner the rain got heavier, and i was going
to stop at the ford for a snack but i was soaked to the skin so
gritted my teeth and rode along to Weber's post.
As i rode into the wood something made me jump,
2 ponies were sheltering from the rain i watched them to
try and get a good picture with the gopro, but no luck.
By the time i got back to the car park i was like a drowned rat
but pleased with fact that i had told myself to man up and get out there
here's to the next time Douglas, promise!!
here's the strava, ha ha 4.3 miles wtf, but it was wet!!
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