With a voracious appetite for blog based bicycle reading, I've been battling the inner demon which has had me sitting back and soaking it all up without reciprocating and putting some effort (and content) back into it.

I've thoroughly enjoyed Ryan and Whit's coverage of Le Tour. I've given up on any pretension to write with flair and poise, I'll leave it to these guys (I'll stick to scribbling). On the flip side Cylingnews has just about had it with me, they may as well remove news from the title, or was that part of the redesign strategy?

I love this post by Molly Cameron. I empathise with his preseason wobble concerning the effort he's putting in as the outcome is, as yet unknown. I'm feeling the same although my training effort is inversely proportionate to his. The complexities of life transpire to make my recent training hours short (mmm, that's very short) whilst relatively intense. I'll race well this coming season, if they shorten races to 15 minutes.

The British weather has also transpired to rain on our parade. Literally. Non-stop.

Time off the bike isn't all bad thought. Late June we landscaped the garden. 10 days, glorious sunshine, early mornings and late finishes. I lost 6 pounds without trying, forget calorie counting and restrictive eating...go garden. I wonder if Wiggins used this method as his weigh loss strategy.

Advertising dollars spent sponsoring cyclists work. One week I'm looking at this thumbs up, the next week I'm inspired to buy gabions by said company to install in the garden. The fact they were bang on price, easy to build and close by made no difference...Honest.

Anyway, time to get drawing...and riding.

Hand Sling

Comments are great and I love reading them, I suppose this is where Twitter finds it niche (although in the time trial of life I'm finding it difficult enough to post never mind twit).

Andy Waterman's comment on the motocross post warrant's a Hand Sling onto the front page. This is close (Andy's own admission) to what I was referring to in the last post and I'm looking forward to the hard earned film skills being transfered to Cross, the Road or a cobble Classic.

So come on photographers, Filmographers, Cinematographers or any other Ographers the gauntlet's starting to be thrown down.

As a foot note this is probably one of the only posts that will grace these pages that contain Mountain bikes. In the name of spreading my horizons it's a goer, but you'll never tear me from the road and the childhood memories of Greg winning the Tour.

But that's another story.

Enjoy.