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Nov 17, 2008 20:33

Got back on my mountain bike today for the first time proper since coming off it. Feels good to be back, although riding in the wet, over carpets of damp leaves sometimes, certainly a bit nervous of using the brakes for fear of another skid, my confidence in the grip of hte wheels has definitely suffered. I suppose part of that is because my shoulder is still injured more than anything else, it's still a bit delicate. It'll come back with time.

Then Taz called me during the afternoon to tell me that Murray, one of the guys we knew from Knock, was knocked off his mountain bike by a car and killed last night. I didn't know Murray all that well, but he was very much part of the rich tapestry that is Knockengorroch for me, somehow it doesn't matter. There's a common bond of fellowship and community there that everyone shares regardless.

Twenty five years old man, gone. I'm not going to say it's not just or fair, it just is. He seemed like a good guy tho. I'm sure we'll all be raising a glass to him come May.

Oor Rob, who I believe was very close to Murray, is supposed to be coming down for part of this weekend. Don't know if it's going to happen now or not, but if he wants to get away then we'll all rally round him, goes without saying.

It's funny, went to see Less Than Jake last night with Welsh John, and a story he related at the end of the evening dredged up some very strange and intense memories and feelings, so I was feeling a bit tender emotionally as it is. I fucking well went west for an hour or two, completely out of the blue.

That's a story for another time tho.
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