WEAR THE FOX HAT?
It’s been cold, miserable and wet. You’re pacing around the house driving your partner mad. Every time the sun peeks out, you take the bike for a quick spin between rain squalls. Every now and then you get caught in a deluge and come home soaked to the skin, having forgotten the waterproofs, again.
When the weather gets you down you yearn for a ride. A long, dry, warm ride. A good mate and regular riding buddy came around and invited me for a ride to meet his old uni mates. Bill and another regular riding mate who lives here, Grant, went to the same university and have mates from all those years ago who still ride. How could I resist? It’s
