• Absolutely wonderfully written first post, and full marks to everyone for their considered replies. My favourite was cycling through the south downs in late August Hampshire, bats swooping overhead and a velvety mist descending as i ploughed a lone furrow down a b-road. Then final climb of the day, by then the climbs were the best part, and a last descent into a village. Total zen moment, only to be reawakened when i zoomed past a pub with my powerful lezyne front light on the beam. The look of other-worldliness from the trev’s in their 3/4 shorts as i descended out of the mist, they looked like they were about to spill their lager. Magic

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