I headed out on the Unit tonight, and yet again managed to crash part way along Shepherds Walk. Two weeks ago I managed to collide with a bush and end up with an infected arm and a course of anti-biotics. Tonight I collided with a tree and ripped a large hole in the shoulder of my merino top, and scraped a nice chunk out of my shoulder at the same time. I think I’m going to give up riding along that particular path and stick to the main road instead, it’s probably safer.
I settled for 21 miles with a pint of 6X on the way home in the end.
It sounds as if that path is cursed! Give it a miss for a while.
SuperGran to the rescue again?
Clumsy Boy.