Got going a little late so was 8.06 by time I got to Steve's. He wasn't riding and the others had already headed off ahead, so I got chasing. Steve thought they'd gone up Huntsbury, so I was chasing hard, and nearly dying as a result. Never did catch them... cos they'd gone up Rapaki(!)
Anyway, up into the fog, total white out up top - 20 or 30m visibility, along Traverse, thinking the whole time I'll find them having a break here, or here, or here, or just up here... nup. Thompsons, Kiwi, ("surely they gotta be here!?" nope). Up the road and around the bend, thinking they musta really been haulin' ass. Got wetter just past Worsleys so I stopped and chucked a jacket on, then rolled down to the top of Kennedys. Asked a rider at the stile if he'd encountered a group heading down, nope. Muddy as all get up along the top here, then slick as shit all the way down. Stopped and scoped out the forests on the way down, man there's plenty of room in there now for secret trails...
Somewhere down here I texted Warren saying where are yas!? only to receive that they were just at the top of Kennedys then. Oh well...
Bombed on down then onto the 'High Rd' and down, slippy slippy, and into the Crock, which was not so bad, and fun.
Then into Murphs, the newby fun downhill, and then to the planting...
25kms, with 670 m gained. My family attended the planting, so my ride finished here as I got a lift home with them.
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