It snowed on the Tuesday we normally ride. Really snowed, and after taking my brakes to bits I couldn’t ride because somehow I’d managed to make the rear caliper leak during the bleeding process. As Mrs Fat Lad will tell you I was in a foul mood. I couldn’t get the replacement parts on Monday or Tuesday so I had to order them from Wiggle. (fantastic Service BTW). So it had snowed and I hadn’t got out yet. I sulked.
On Thursday Roachy and I (although mainly Roachy) fixed the brakes and got out finally. Unfortunately most of the snow had disappeared and had been replaced with goopy mud. There was one field deep in the stuff though which was ace to ride across. The only other thing of note was there was one occasion where we were riding down a hill and the hail was hitting us in the face hard! So, I did what anybody else would do in this situation. I stuck my tongue out.
It was just like that Magic Space/Star Dust you used to be able to get as a kid……
Fat Lad
