Minor Moment of Mirth

Another day, another weather. Today has, despite the BBC's forecast, been delightful and I took Morrigan for a much needed rumble around the Forest of Dean. The light through the new leaf canopies was lovely, and full of youth and energy - unlike me.

At about the mid-point I stopped for a pee break (not pictured), and pulling in to a useful if informal lay-by I found it wasn't the dry gritty mud I was expecting but about four inches of wood chippings. I dare say there are lots to get rid of with the widespread felling of ash trees, but please...

Morrigan is a big girl. She became a tad confused, and tried to insert her rear wheel through her front one in a wide ninety degree slide that had me remembering she weighs more than 300kg dry. Happily, somehow, I kept her upright, and managed to wait until I got off for that wee...