Happy New Year everyone. HB and I saw the new year in with Ben, Kirst, Bob and Nikki. Much beer was consumed. Something happened at around 2.30am and I went from relatively OK, to completely fucking wrecked. Apparently I ended up going to bed at around half six after attempting to go for a cycle. What a fucking clown.
Anyway I had organised a cycle with the East Lothian MTB crew. We had swithered between the first and the second of January, but thank christ most folk had opted for the second as I was pretty much a write off on the first, with a wee pedal up to Saltoun with Dave being the my only activity, and that nearly resulted in me spewing my ring all over the shop.
I was feeling much better on the second, everyone met up at my bit with full hip flasks ready to go. We had a top day out pedalling around some of the woods, my mate Bruce even gave me a shot of his Pugsley, with its big fat tyres it flies over all the swampy bits and slippy roots and rock easily. I recon I'll need to get myself one pretty soon. We had regular jelly bean and booze stops, there was two lots of sloe gin, some JD and I had brought some of my home made ginger and lemon wine/liquer stuff. This may have been the reason Faithir binned himself going down kichie woods, writing off his back wheel high siding down the trail. I was right behind him when it happened, if only I had a helmet cam, what a fucking laugh.
After we got back to mine we headed to the Winton for a gallon of beer. Fuck knows how everyone else managed to cycle home, I was well pished. Luckily HB had made my tea which saved me being rough as a badgers arse the next day.
All in all we had a fucking top day and a good start to the new year. Quality fun. Just ask Gary....
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