Mud, glorious mud

After sitting in an overheated office, at a desk, in front of a computer, under strip lights for five days, I eventually broke free to my natural habitat... in a forest up a mountain. And now I feel ALIVE!

It?s only after returning back from a blast round a local trail with some friends on our bikes, that the full realisation of the cleaning to riding ratio that winter brings sinks in.

I was intrigued how much my mud splattered body compared to that of the surface of our driveway and started to wonder how long I could lie there undiscovered, camouflaged, hidden...
...quite some time I think.