No-one much seems to bother with these little ride reports but I shall continue in the hope that someone is enjoying them despite the fact they aren't epic trips in a foreign-speaking land and don't get many comments! I am very fortunate that I have many miles of bush tracks all around me and whenever my health permits, I throw the creaking old bones into the saddle and head off. Today was after a week with six inches of rain, I was interested to see what the bush looks like after that, it has been drought stricken for 14 years.
These tracks get maybe two or three walkers or horse riders a month, mainly locals of course and the occasional motorbike when some of the youngsters get permission to hoon off for an hour or two. And me!
Bit wetter than usual ... Attachment 2610
I had no idea how to ride this stuff, I thought it would be easy as I knew it was just 150mmm deep - let's just say it took me twenty minutes of wheel spinning, bogging and cursing to get across a kilometer and i found every dip and rut and sunken rock on the way.