Did the monks trod last night , commondale - castleton - danby, area .  A real beast of a ride , 3 hours of singletrack - steep climbs - fast rocky gnarly rocky singletrack - dead sheep - deep stinking bog right up to the knees - deep heather that kept catChing in spokes -  totally lost on bleak north yorks moors - ugly gnarly pipe smoking people watching you with suspission on their faces - chased through farm yard by horrid dogs - one massive steep climb out of esk valley after another - but worst of all the monks trod "so called " flag stones , mile after mile of big  horrid bumpy uneven granite . ...............ABSOLUTELY F*CKIN BRILLIANT ........feel like Ive been ten rounds with tyson this mornin tho.

Sounds like a walk in the park IMHO.Easy.No worries.Piece of piss.

you soft southern shandy drinking southern basta.......etc..... etc ..........................

3 hours just be warming up by then TBH