Bespoken Word – surely this sodden winter of MTB discontent can’t last much longer?

Rider after a muddy crash.

Ostara (Eostre,) Holi, Ramadan, Passover, Nowruz, Songkran, Easter: Whatever your religion, people have been celebrating the change from the dark, wet, dieback months of winter to the brighter, warmer, first green shoots of spring. If – like me – the closest thing to religion is celebrating the earth by weaving between its trees, climbing to its summits, playing on its descents, and sucking in as much sweet air as possible, it’s a really important time of year too. Especially in the UK where clocks go forward to give us an extra hour of daylight to play in before we need LEDs for laughs.

I know our climate is what gives us all the greenery of summer, but surely we've had enough water to last us for months now? (Image credit: Polaris Bike Wear)