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Just up into the peaks on the very edge of Sheffield. First mile of riding was sketchy as fuck as there was a ton of black ice even on the bridleways. I was contemplating turning back when I reached the point where fresh snow had fallen and it was a much grippier. Glad I persisted as it was well worth it.
Big improvement on the last time I tried to head into the peaks when it had snowed and I hit a patch of black ice when crossing a stream and took a slow comedy tumble into the water.
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Think this morning’s ride might be my favourite ever ride. It wasn’t big, it wasn’t fast, but the novelty and aesthetic of it was fucking amazing.