The unseasonably pleasant weather triggered a memory of a motorcycle in the garage that hadn't been ridden for two months, for various reasons.
Seemed like a good excuse for coffee and cake somewhere. Mostly dry roads, with the occasional slimy muddy section. Then the odd stretch with so much grass down the middle that there wasn't much tarmac left. And a bit that was definitely just a muddy trail, resulting in a loud 'nope' and a U-turn.
