Met up at 10am, do a few easy trails to start off, then head over the moors.

The sun's out and everyone is cookin, so stop on the top of the hill for a cool down.

PeatBog and me mate marshy on his Dejerbl.



2250 feet up, according to the BogTek GPS.



Give the next one a miss, bad move as it turns out.

To get back on the route I head off down a short trail, which proves a bit too steep for the tens high gearing. Feathering the front brake I'm suddenly thinking the grass is a bit close to me face. Only lost the frontend, bent brake pedal, popped the indicator out, and later notice the bars are out of line, handguards save the lever.

Do a few more easy ones then tackle a snotty, rocky descent, Peatbog and Marshy on the way down.







Was hard work getting to the end, I had to stop halfway down for a breather, was cookin and didn't help when the fan kicked in and blew even hotter air in me face.

Have a long stop to cool off, do a few more trails to get north of the tyne, before a blast through the forest, and end the day on a trail up by Ogle.



10 hours, 14 trails, 1 off, 43 tabs, 2/(3?) bornt heeds, 27 million sheep, 67 coos, 1 bull and a deer.

Crackin day out, good company, too much sun, and hats off to Pete who tackled some tricky trails.