
There I am riding the trails I ride at least three times a week.
I come to the little tech bit you know:-
Pull the front wheel up over the branch, sorry massive tree trunk, that is in the middle of the trickle, sorry, Raging torrent of water surrounded by very wet brown stuff.
Normally I can ride over this no problem. This particular thursday night there are between 6 and 8 fellow bikers that I don't know.
Do I need to go on,
I don't think so.
And yes they did laugh.(Too much and too loudly I felt).
Going back to my question WHY? were they there.