Four inches of snow at the mast at the top of the black route at Glentress this morning, which is 2 weeks earlier than last year. Does this mean global warming is now global cooling, no doubt all those that profit from the global warming theory will dispute this, but it is a fact!
Today was as cold and miserable as its ever been at Glentress and to add a bit of spice, Clive's chain came off as he negotiated a rooty section with a resulting heavy landing on his under carriage on the point of the saddle! After what seemed an eternity he regained his voice (and some composure) and was able to continue, albeit a bit gingerly! Baz and I managed to suppress our laughter until he appeared to have recovered a bit, but anyone finding anything resembling a bruised chestnut on the Pie Run please let us know!
17.5 miles today, it would have been further but we'd lost all feeling in our hands and feet by that point.