Bikes, Bluebells and Bumps a' mud..

Im pretty sure at whatever hour you decide to read this paragraph, someone will be digging at bluebells, especially this coming weekend; so much, time effort, mud and man-power has been invested in getting the spot to the stage it is at now.

This weekend will be the ultimate push, the sprint for the finish line at the end of a marathon, or last dregs residing in a less than cold pint glass.

Most of the lines seems to be running at a fairly good standard, and yet there is still more to do.
The perfectionist approach to each of the 50 or so landings, take offs, roll ins and bomb'oles makes for a set of trails that really shine above the rest in the local area.

And with summer peeking its big, bright beautiful head round the corner they couldn't be taking shape at a better time.

So with that in mind..

"Here comes the Summer sun"