Shhhh...but I must confess to an unhealthy affection of parts of the place, the track at the top off the Mattock Expressway all the way to the end of the really fast straight section on the far side of the mountain. Itâs like a freaking video game, trying to gain speed wherever possible, leave the braking as late as possible while trying to keep nice and fluid between the anchors. I know its not the real world, but as the real world generally sucks its not a bad second best. But like an insidious drug I need to avoid the place, I need a Camaderry, of even a good old Djouce session to rediscover the love of mud and roots. Thatâs my mission for next weekend.
Ballinastoe guilty pleasures...
you go too far !!
self-flagellate yourself for such sinful desires