Muddy, as a fox!

Having learned from previous expiditions on my bike in a Scottish winter, I decided to invest in some mudguards. A wise move it was indeed, for when I returned on Sunday I did not look like I’d been shot by a mud machine gun. No, not this time. This time I merely looked like I’d been pelted with handfuls of mud. A marked improvment.

I was also impressed to find that Pollok Country Park has, not one, but three Mountain Bike Circuits. I possibly didn’t choose the best time of year to go exploring, but I felt it was my duty to check them out.

The Green circuit was marked as easy, and for the most part it was. It was pretty much flat all the way, with only one of two small, part-burried logs to go over. There were, however, a few super-muddy patches which produced entertaining amounts of wheel spin and copious amounts of flying mud.

After making round unscathed, and not out of breath, I decided to tackle the blue (medium) circuit. And this is where the laughs were suddenly on me. No your flat, easy trail. Not even slightly hilly bumpy trail. But a steep, windy, narrow trail over tree roots and loose gravel and more mud that can be thrown by opposition MPs. I almost fell off twice, and had to pause for breath a number of times, proving how out-of-shape I really am. (Personally I blame people for force feeding me beer).

Fortunatly I made it to the end in one piece, but decided to leave the Red trail for another day….