The curse of Baz struck again this week as he arrived at my house for a trip into the Pentlands just as a thunderstorm started. "It's OK" he declared , "it's going away from us", alas his hopes were unfounded and the storm circled overhead. We did a short loop but decided to take the safe option and live to cycle another (hopefully drier) day. This is the second Saturday running this has happened, I'm beginning to think somebody's got it in for us!
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