To all you 29er's out there!

I ride my bikes like a reckless, respectless child. Sent myself over the bars last year. Walking back to my bike I passed a couple walking their dog. They gave me a weird look, as I was walking out of a bush, wearing cycle gear, but no bike could be seen. So I explained that I had fallen. But I think it was the massive grin, and subtle giggle, that made them look at me weirdly.

Hah, that's exactly what I'll be doing.

It's probably time for me to get a helmet.