Harriet Nolan

Ahh the stars must have aligned, no wait, everything that happens is pure fate, gods work if you will. So I'll start again, thank you baby Jesus for sacrificing yourself so that i had a sweet day of riding.

Finally the sun came out, i finished off my last day of stupid ass lawn mowing substitute for my neighbour and we rode a school previously bookmarked.





Not much there, but it was still pretty fun. The above spot was sweet, you can stand on the rail and adjust them to your preferred height, fun to try stuff over.

Tomorrow and Monday should be great, Matty's back should be healed and we can all ride together once again. Get a couple of solid days in before i travel to Fiji for a family holiday to rest my weary body in the sands of the pacific.
I would just like to note that i hate flying. The idea of putting my life in the trust of a machine with a billion working parts, of which are not always quality, is a little scary.




If you have been saved, head over to the grave for dreamy bmx pleasures.