Tussles for the front and silliness on the hill.
The grind uphill and the downhill thrill.
Pootle to the cafe or the long day out
Making up rules, destined to flout.
Mucking in. Loaning a tube and sharing grub.
Finishing with a round in a tucked away pub.
Whilst I love the solitude of my solo riding, you can’t beat riding with mates can you?