…as the ten of us headed out last night for what proved to be an excellent ride out on the frozen trails round Loch Ardinning. You know you’re onto a cold one when mud is freezing to your frame, your jockey wheels start growing in size and you contemplate peeing on your hub. Despite the temperature hovering around minus 4, the still night air only felt cold when we stopped to wait for folk to catch up.
There is now a supply of Club’s finest biscuits (sorry but we ate most of the Orange ones) in the cupboard for next week though whoever bought the bourbons and the plain milk biscuits, what were you thinking!?!!!?!? They’re always the last to go out of the biscuit tin and even then only out of desperation. Does anyone actually like Bourbons? Yeuch!
If you’re planning on heading out tonight, the trails will still be pretty hard packed and running fast. There’s very little ice to speak of so should make for a fast blast out. Heck, even the top trail of the Whangie might be fun!
