Back at Pitmedden for the first time in about a year. Appropriately for Easter it felt like a bit of a new beginning. First time I'd packed up the car to go riding since last summer and first time back on the Mojo since it tried to kill me. Thought it had survived the crash with no damage, but as I slid it into the boot I noticed a big crack on the shell of the saddle. Admittedly it makes a change from the big crack usually sitting on it but I went back to the garage and stole the saddle of my fat bike. May have lasted another wee while but not wanting to risk a slashing from an errant saddle rail.
Pitmedden was riding a bit mixed. Settled down a lot since the last time Rob and I were there, but still muddy in the usual places. Other parts were dry and fast. A lot of the old trails have still to be uncovered after the forestry work and the loggers have moved onto the area as you come into the main forest from the Clink. Don't know if the up and over trail with Rob's drop will survive. Had read a lot of scaremongering on trail Scotland about the aftermath of the recent race but in reality although some bits are pretty cut up, it's no worse than it usually is after winter. On the plus side the trail fairies have been in with chainsaws and opened quite a few parts of deadfall.
Took a bit of getting used to the big bike again after 3 months of pretty much road only but am finding my confidence again. Still wary of wet muddy roots and had a few ring twitching moments as my front wheel slid about. Shoulder feeling pretty much ok, but still don't want to fall on it yet.
Gorgeous day here as well, finally got to wear the new shorts and top I bought in Whistler!
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