Red hand gang

I had an incident this afternoon. Matt and I were out cycling across some fields when we found some lambs who had somehow got through the fence away from their mother. There was a lot of bleating and baaaaing. I managed to get them through the fence back to their flock but my shoes and cleats were full of mud.’so next time I came to a stop I couldn’t unclip. My choices of a landing were… fall left and land in the river. Fall right and have my landing cushioned by a bed of nettles, with some surprise hidden barbed wire.

I went right!