Sometimes I long to get out there all alone. Tonight was one of those times. Two and a half hours on the trails of Bright. Not another mountain biker in sight.
I’m a poet – and I didn’t know it.
All of Bakers Gully both sides – Odd Frog stuff – Huggins – Pines – Rambo – 6hr – Morses. This rivals anything in the world I reckon!
As much as I love it… maybe I really do need that EPERB for my birthday!
Now to rest until Sunday for the Alpine Classic.