Really Cross

Until my Cotic X cross bike was nicked I'd never had a bike stolen. The anger about that is probably why I'm so damned chuffed to have built up the replacement. It's almost identical (to the point I'm wondering if someone will stop me to challenge if it's my bike after I bombarded social media with pictures of the stolen bike); but with little tweaks to take away some of the very very minor niggles I had.

And it just feels SO good. The very last frameset they had, so I got lucky, and this Sunday I get the chance to get cross, riding at Dig in at the Dock in Bo'ness. The weather is going to be brutal, but given the bike's brief back story I'm going to love every single second.