I am no stranger to hiking in my walking boots across the undulating moorland, but I have to admit, picking up mountain biking after two decades off the saddle was a new challenge.
Truth be told, my biking experience has been a mixed bag to date. I learned to ride as a kid in Cornwall, experiencing the delight of picking colourful spoke beads for my wheels, and the mortification of travelling on the back of my dad’s tandem bike.
