So the three of us gritted our teeth and set off into the stygian gloom.
Colm managed to fix his puncture just before we abandoned him to the midges.
Xctasy, Quangi, Benchcut, Son of Benchcut and Down To The River were a blast. Slippy as hell, mud, water and treacherous roots everywhere. A bit of pace and it was grand. Slow down and you were in trouble.
Andy confessed that he has never had a proper over the handlebars crash. That'll have to be rectified.
Up the Earls Drive chatting about how deadly and Enduro race would be. Up the Red Road while I blew on about how deadly Valhalla Rising was.
Then Colm led us down the walkers track, into swoopy bit at the bottom of Ack, around the paddocks and straight into Gran Canaria. A class flowy series of trails with a bit of pace. Seriously it goes together lovely, give it a try sometime.
Finished off with a back wheel slipping climb up Xtacy and a final lash back down.
Yeah, Cathal’s Odyssey! In conditions like that we may have to rename Djouce as Hades and the waterfall as the River Styx.
I won’t forget to bring the insect repellent on the next spin!
We met up with the Crazy Wander Around in the Fog Walkers Club, although they probably thought we were the Crazy Wander Around in the Fog Cycling Club.