Action packed day today. Left Melbourne’s abysmal drenching, and looked in at Glengarry, but it was still pissing down and the trails were soaked. By the time we got to Glenmaggie, the rain had stopped and the trails were perfection. What can possibly go wrong? Well, within ten minutes, I screwed up the landing of a miniscule jump, got all sideways, burped flat the front tyre and bit the dust bigtime. Luckily I missed a big tree by a gnats whisker, but still managed to bury my right shoulder, and hyper extend my left wrist. So the front tyre was flat as a tack and while I put a tube in that, my Darl rode up and down having a fun old time. Got going again, and as soon as I hit a decent climb, the cassette was hunting up and down. Couldn’t see anything wrong, assumed I’d bent the hanger, so hit the free play adjuster, no top gear, but all good. Get to the top of Jim’s and head down, and then had another huge moment, but saved it, as the rear tyre had decided it was its turn to be flat. I must have burped it too, in the crash. While putting a tube in that I discovered the stick stuck in the derailleur. I knew internally that I should have re-adjusted the free play, but I was just totally over it. Sure enough next climb, hunting cassette, adjust free play, all good. Anyway, get to the bottom of Jim’s without any issue or additional pain, so we headed back up and did another loop. Other than the crappy grip due to running with tubes front and rear, we had an ace ride. The beer in the esky back at the car, was ab fab. Shoulders pretty sore though.