Brave or stupid, we'll let the jury decide. In my defense I only had to get through a couple of mud hole to open up miles of trails. I had just made it through the first one when the second one got me. I had enough momentum to carry through the mud, if only that log didn't bite me. You can see it on the left of my front wheel. It was completely submerged in the goop, and wedged itself into my bike. It brought me to such an abrupt stop that I almost went over the handlebars.