The Charge Spoon must definitely rate as an all time classic saddle. No idea what makes it so great, but it is.
The e-mtb should all be back together by Tuesday evening of this week, and it has certainly had a thorough work through.
In some respects I'm almost sad to be getting it back together, as I have been enjoying the peddle mtb so much. I expect that the convenience and ease of use of the e-mtb will creep back in, but I am determined to persevere and get fitter, by continuing to use the Ultra 1964.
Local iron oxide stream. I have now managed to work riding down some of this stream into a ride.
In winter time, I have also been known to wade across it when it's levels rise to approx knee deep. It can be bloody freezing in the middle of winter, but it cuts several hard miles of riding out, and when the battery is low, it's the easier option. Wearing Gore-Tex mtb riding shoes has the big advantage of keeping normal mud and water out, but they also act as a catchment area as well. It isn't a nice feeling.
Hard to believe, but this stretch of water has also claimed the lives of several children over the years, including two in one day. One in the morning, and one in the afternoon.
Moments before getting a slow puncture. Thankfully I made it home for once before having to fix the tube. I've been putting off swapping the tyres on this for something more grippy, so the puncture prompted me to put the Rocket Rons that I removed from the Macina Lycan onto this bike.
This was and is one of my favourite local ride routes which covers several hundred acres. Sadly forestry work has now all but destroyed every single road and track within the woodland.
This another section that I love riding, but have yet to master. It's very technical, and seems to change with each ride. I have no idea why this route looks so well used. It's a long way away from where walkers generally trek, and I have yet to see another set of mtb tyre tracks on it. Very odd.
Finally, something that has been getting me increasingly angry, and is also something that I am seeing with increasing regularity. Lazy scum that hang their dog poo hanging in bags from trees.