wet

I've been getting some proper off-road riding in over the last couple of weeks. Took my mate Evan with me one day, but he's normally a fully fledged lycra-clad road rider, so the whole idea of skipping over wet tree roots, letting go down a 45º slope with a tree blocking the path, and riding through the British Isles' largest freshwater lake was sort of new to him.

Actually I've never had to ride through Lough Neagh before. It'd been a wet weekend and the lough had swollen so it covered the track almost a foot deep. Quite spectacular with the sun filtering through the trees, flickering off the water and us trying to guess where the track would have been if we'd been able to see it. Not the first time I wished I'd had a camera.