Another warm and sunny evening and a tidy turnout of Moos, all looking forward to a ride. So off we set along the cyclepath to the Forge, where confusion broke out amongst the herd. Do we have a beer or a fizzy drink or a mutiny?
Luckily everyone stuck together and after a quick bevvy, it was down the steps and into the ride proper.
Starting with a nice little single track and the Carling tree run. Up through the quarry into the woods opposite the Maen and down the steps taking us across to the Lisvane woods. The herd were looking alot happier and the run down to the stream was the dryest I've ever seen it, a few throats were getting dry too, so it came as no supprise that the next stop was for a pint or two in the Monty.
Once back at H.Q. it was time for the monthly awards. Crock back to his winning ways as twat of the month, for his attempt to cheat with a replacement egg and rider of the month for me, for turning up!
An unexpected invite back to Scrippsys resulted in an unconscious Option and a four o'clock wobble back to Rudry and a seriously bad hangover!
All in all, not a bad night.