Quantockastic!

Exactly a year ago, a few hardy souls braved the ice, wind and sub zero temperature of the Quantock Hills in Somerset. Because I’m now officially too old and decrepit to have any new or creative ideas, we chose the same weekend and trails to try again.

Except this time, the mercury was rising and a weekend of shorts, dry trails and apparently limitless singletrack awaited the slightly porkier but no wiser riding crew.

I’m far too knackered at the moment to even try and narrate one of the best riding weekends I’ve had in this country so here are some photos instead.

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Once 14 hour sleep has blissfully passed behind tightly closed eyelids, I’ll make something up to go with them.

Andy – if you’re reading this, I’m asleep at my desk. Sorry 😉

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