I went down to the woods today and found a big surprise.
4 hours of surprisingly mud free fun, very few other cyclists and a good bit of "let's see what's down there, oh bugger we're in the ferns and brambles". Splendid fun and it was only when we got back to the more popular stuff that we found proper mud/chewed up trails.
Potentially confused by Little Red Riding Hood and Goldilocks, as per The Riles I had my shorts and socks not too long and not too short but I did emerge with scratches that suggested that I'd been attacked by a half hearted bear, or at least a prairie dog. Smashing stuff.