Before 8am I got a patronising 'well done for stopping' from some youth. They were drinking Fosters so I presume they were the British equivalent of ladyboys coming back from a long night shift.
Near Burnham Beeches I helped shuffle some tiny little ducks across the road. I don't think I've ever seen ducks so small, they were the like the end of my thumb and scampering all over the place. People with feelings might have described the situation as 'cute'.
Saw signs for Endure 24 which I just googled and I'm disappointed to report it's just a trail running thing. Running >>>
A van driven by a large tattooed lump of shit beeped me as I was circling a RAB near Thatcham. Intentionally drove at me causing me to take evasive action. I took his plates and wonder, if there was no contact but he was clearly driving like a cunt, should I still report him. I figure that online service does fuck all. Proper report or not bother? Anyone got license plate lookup?
After that decent ride past Cherhill Horse (Labour-in-vain hill, best name ever) and some other shit like Avebury and I dunno, lots of green rolling hilly stuff you lot would get moist over. It was a nice day and made up for the shitty, drenched Saturday ride. Rain Magnet
On the way back the A4 was blocked by serious crash. They were directing traffic off the A4 into some tiny lane. There was a helicopter parked up. Chatted to a motorbike rider.
Got home, had enchiladas. Regret that choice as I had Mexico in the sweep and apparently they're out. No more Mexican! Hmmpf!
Writing this long-winded bullshit because I got pretty dehydrated and have clearly killed off more brain cells than usual. Over and out.
.357 Magnum
357k yesterday, out to Bath and back.
Before 8am I got a patronising 'well done for stopping' from some youth. They were drinking Fosters so I presume they were the British equivalent of ladyboys coming back from a long night shift.
Near Burnham Beeches I helped shuffle some tiny little ducks across the road. I don't think I've ever seen ducks so small, they were the like the end of my thumb and scampering all over the place. People with feelings might have described the situation as 'cute'.
Saw signs for Endure 24 which I just googled and I'm disappointed to report it's just a trail running thing. Running >>>
A van driven by a large tattooed lump of shit beeped me as I was circling a RAB near Thatcham. Intentionally drove at me causing me to take evasive action. I took his plates and wonder, if there was no contact but he was clearly driving like a cunt, should I still report him. I figure that online service does fuck all. Proper report or not bother? Anyone got license plate lookup?
After that decent ride past Cherhill Horse (Labour-in-vain hill, best name ever) and some other shit like Avebury and I dunno, lots of green rolling hilly stuff you lot would get moist over. It was a nice day and made up for the shitty, drenched Saturday ride. Rain Magnet
On the way back the A4 was blocked by serious crash. They were directing traffic off the A4 into some tiny lane. There was a helicopter parked up. Chatted to a motorbike rider.
Got home, had enchiladas. Regret that choice as I had Mexico in the sweep and apparently they're out. No more Mexican! Hmmpf!
Writing this long-winded bullshit because I got pretty dehydrated and have clearly killed off more brain cells than usual. Over and out.