Hottest day of the year so far on Sunday.
Temperatures reached 150 million degrees close to the sun.
32 degrees in Hertfordshire.
So what did we decide to do??
Yes. That's right.
We went mountain biking!
Well it was Gills birthday so It had to be done.
Heads were a bit fuzzy from the partying the night before but that didn't stop us arsing about as usual.
I took the first crash in Sherrards Wood.
Couldn't make my mind up whether to stay high or come off a tricky little technical bit.
So.........I came off the high! Oops...
Ouch.....
Nicky took the next crash.
Hidden stumps under high grass while tanking down a hill gave him the problem.
As he crashed he realised that there were a dozen big fat bloaters who would be bearing down on his poor little frail body.
So..... He rolled into some stingers to get out of the way! Oops.....
Ouch....
We had a few more comedy moments on the way home but all in all it turned out to be a very enjoyable ride.
And, a bonus.
Mickey forced us to have a beer and a sit in the pub garden at the end.
Nice one mate.
Happy Birthday Gill.
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