I nearly fell over when I went to pick my bike up yesterday - I'm so used to putting in a tonne of effort to get my bike off the ground at all! First ride of new toy was at Pollock Park They may be the shortest mountain bike trails in the Western World but they're still a lot of fun and I flew round them on my lovely lightweight steed. It's funny how you don't know what you're missing out on til you get something better - my old forks must have been seriously rubbish.
Very chuffed with new bike and can't wait for a longer ride at the weekend.
Yeah, and pyro I quickly dried it off with an old tshirt - that counts as loving care and attention in my book!