Managed another and might well be on target for 3 next week. Made a 12 mile loop and being the Pre-Juma (Friday prayers, but Juma also refers to the day) Rides, I'd decided to make a fresh loop each week. So I'm not riding the same route twice, just like Karls Thursday Night Rides.
At the end I also decided to give each loop a bit of a rating. This one gets a 7 and it had more mtb ratio than you could shake a stick at. Early on it got muddy (again) and it wad the type that would put a roadie of mtb-ing. So I've decided not to take such grimy pics as one wouldn't wanna put anyone off our 'sport'.

To start with I had to stop at the cow crossing.

Thought I was seeing things when I looked over into the field a moment ago. Surely the farmer wasn't using a motorbike - as opposed to a quad - to herd these beauties. Lots of beautiful little babies in the bunch. Well, yes he was and it probably kept the excitement of riding through muddy/slimy fields, elevated and the adrenaline rushing. It was a dirt bike to be fair.
Asked the farmer if it was ok I'd taken pics of his cows and he looked a bit confused

But he said yes, hence they're shown above.

Did a spot of digiscoping, now that I know what it is and how to do it. Sadly itsreally bad for the old eyes and I felt the strain later. Must be cos you're looking through 2 lens'. Must stop!!

Being a teaning ride to try and get back into shape for the BB200, I was trying to think like that chap on one the Tour Divide Races. He trained by outting rocks in his pack apparently. I decided I'd do one better and eas gonna build a little dry stone wall in the bottom of the pack. Especially since there's no need for a water bladder for the next few weeks.
Sadly it became a bit 'bitty' so I tried to stuff that massive stone in. It didn't fit so I made do with the 4 smaller stones I'd gathered in it. No point overloading it this early (reminder to self, best weigh em and return em back to the track!).

Made it this far on Back Lane before a dab due to losing balance over the rockery. But managed to ride it all in 3 sections/stops/dabs.

Can't stop thinking about the front sus and whether I actually need it. Probably more of a comfort thing for the mind but the heart tells me its more faff than I can be bothered. Rode over this massive drop and just about cleared it

Then I got home, showered and off to Juma. Feeling shattered just now and thankfully I hydrated properly overnight, or else it could've been curtains.