it's good to be writing about riding my bike, not so long ago it felt like a it may never happen again, that may sound like the drama queen speaking but as anyone who has ever had an enforced lay-off will know, time passes slow.
this winter has been harsh, it seemed to particularly gnaw at the ankles of my psyche. skulking out to the garage through knee deep snow, or 4 inch thick ice is a strength I never knew I could have. so to actually get out this weekend not once but twice was undoubtedly a great lifter of morale.
both days were icy and shitty, the cold air clung like a death veil and the sky stayed grey, not a brooding something about to happen grey but flat and lifeless.
ride one was a ride of necessity rather than anything else, I had to get to Perth to get my repaired car. greasy, icy, broken tarmac was what lay in store so without hesitation I reached for the trusty Signal.
ride two was an altogether more personal affair, road and offroad again on the Signal. the roads are a mess, the ravages of winter are going to leave the council scratching its head over it's already squeezed budget. off road everything is frozen still, fire roads are solid with only the most sun drenched showing any signs of thaw. the singletrack is faring better with most of the ice away on the low levels it made for some nice grippy riding.