One of our seasons is missing
Just back from a very (unexpectedly!) sketchy and slippy night ride with Sim. We were both finding it very difficult dealing with Hebden Bridge’s greenest rocks and roots. It seems so long since it was this slithery.
At one point I had an impromptu go at ‘freeriding’ (ahem) after being sold a dummy by a frog-skinned boulder. I’d like to thank the Slayer (yes, another one) I was riding for bailing me out of a whole lotta trouble as I careered down the steep, fern-obscured, boulder-strewn, verge holding on to the bars and trying not to panic brake (which would have certainly caused a big stack) 
Shouldn’t there have been an Autumn before we entered this Winter?