It was a Wednesday evening in November 2008 when I stumbled in a pothole whilst negotiating a style within 300yds of the start of a Beamish Oddsox nightride. 2 ruptured ligaments, numerous physio appointments, scans, 2 operations and loads more physio later, I was back outside the Shepherd and Shepherdess for a 10am start this morning.
It was muddy, very muddy, but lots of fun: slippy, slidey and tiring - but a good way to start a Sunday. I'd taken Chris P along for the ride and I'm pretty sure he enjoyed it. My reward for introducing him to the Oddsox: a latte with both a bacon and a sausage sarnie. Result.
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