After a 4am rise to attend a funeral in the north of Scotland which entailed a round trip of well over 300 miles I could be forgiven for taking it easy when I got back home, but Baz had other ideas! With the threat that he would go on his own (he knew I would fall for that one) he said it would be an ideal night for a Glentress ride. The temperature fell to -5.5 on the drive down and the old nose must have resembled Rudolph the reindeer's when we set off on the bikes. It turned out to be a terrific night time ride though, something quite magical about sweeping down a twisty path through the trees on a still frosty night. Absolutely no mishaps whatsoever, which makes a change, and I eventually got back home at 11.40 pm. A perfect end to a long day.
A happy New Year to anyone who happens to read this!
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...and a HAPPY NEW YEAR to you, too.
Glad the bike ride was so enjoyable.
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