Mud, glorious mud

A very muddy 18.7 miles yesterday. Would have been further but I saw someone I know through work and ended up chatting for a while. Trowell/Cossall was particularly muddy thanks to the horses cutting it up and one particularly ignorant horse rider ignored my friendly hello completely. Arse.

I'm liking the Alfine more and more. You definitely have to back off a bit when changing down, but I'm getting used to it. It is good to have an emergency gear every now and then.

I've also realised that summer tyres are a misnomer in the UK. I could have had the mud x's on yesterday, it was that bad.




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