It rained a ton here pre-weekend but my sweet BF wanted to try out the new F/S MTB that he bought just for me (I love the MTB as much as my road bike and swear it makes me stronger and better on the road bike...he finally decided he would hang up the Madone for a while and try out the MTB). So, despite my pleas to stick to the road because of the mud, we loaded up the MTBs and went down to the state park that I knew doesn't close. I told him I would have to put a bag over my head, it was bad form to tear the trail up, but he made me feel better by volunteering for trail duty next work day...
Anyway, it was as much of a muddy, wet mess as I expected. Many of the technical parts were not doable, the stumps and logs were slippy, and the trail itself was so rutted already from the heavy rains that once in, it was like riding in a narrow river. I slipped and fell only a mile in, landing in the mud. Not that it mattered, I was already covered. But I had fun watching his skinny roadie frame wobble along as he figured out the gearing and such. He is a strong rider, so it wasn't a problem except that it was so wet.

I wound up covered head to toe in mud...him too. We had to wash everything down at the car wash (I know, I know....my bottom bracket cringes).

And his opinion? That was FUN.