Mad as a March Hare.

The first real feeling of Spring and my humans take me and their bikes to Moira once a dark industrial landscape, now a reclaimed forested area. It was busy on the small car park and I was driven around three times before finding a space in the sun.
They met their son and his family fo a ride around the Stick Man Trail. I think my human and his son then went for a five mile Aerobic work out on the technical trails. Following in the footsteps of human Wilfrid a keen cyclist in his early years.