Don’t grow up

I took up mountain biking just before my 30th birthday. I remember buying my first bike - it was pretty much the most expensive thing I owned!

My first proper cycle was up Mt Snowdon in Wales. Quite a ridiculous entry level for a complete novice. Predictably I fell off on the way down but I was hooked and my husband and I have have been mountain biking ever since

I’m a bit more conservative these days as I really don’t want to injure myself but I still have the odd mishap! I carry minor scars everywhere from the many tumbles but each one is a memory of a brilliant time out in the countryside on my bike and it reminds me to stay young.