60 mile, around the Isle, of Purbeck with the one who never gives up,
really was lovely out, skylarks singing for first time this year lots of glimpses of pussy
willow and flowers and stuff.
oh, everything seemed normal for a sunny day, there were lots of those people out frittering money away in internal combustion engines, stopping now and again to take photographic evidence of being outside.
at one point we went on the main road, and a flock of subaru boys came past, farting and belching with the compression exhausts, but we soon got back onto a nice 16% climb with just the rhythm of purring chainrings to hear, and gaining a delightful village with church called Kingston.
at one point after a rather fast section we checked the speedometer and it read 41 m.p.h, oh, how we reflected that three hours at that speed on bicycles would be a 120 mile trip--just imagine!
anyway, got to go, roast vegetables and salmon just being served by jeeves,
toodle pip.
60 mile, around the Isle, of Purbeck with the one who never gives up,
really was lovely out, skylarks singing for first time this year lots of glimpses of pussy
willow and flowers and stuff.
oh, everything seemed normal for a sunny day, there were lots of those people out frittering money away in internal combustion engines, stopping now and again to take photographic evidence of being outside.
at one point we went on the main road, and a flock of subaru boys came past, farting and belching with the compression exhausts, but we soon got back onto a nice 16% climb with just the rhythm of purring chainrings to hear, and gaining a delightful village with church called Kingston.
at one point after a rather fast section we checked the speedometer and it read 41 m.p.h, oh, how we reflected that three hours at that speed on bicycles would be a 120 mile trip--just imagine!
anyway, got to go, roast vegetables and salmon just being served by jeeves,
toodle pip.