Before we'd even properly started Clive whacked his shin on a pedal and produced what looked like a mini Vesuvius about to erupt!
We arrived at Carlops with 15.5 miles done and promptly took the wrong turning, it gave a good photo opportunity though.
We found the right track and began the climb to North Esk Reservoir
Which we eventually reached and cycled round to the north end to begin a slightly more technical climb
Conditions on the climb must be about the driest they could possibly be and made things relatively easy.
An obligatory photo of the three of us at the top of the climb..... now for the descent which was fast and furious on a gravel road and not the slippy railway sleepers that used to form a lot of the way down.
Next on the list for a bit of fun was Threipmuir Reservoir which is only a giant puddle presently and Barrie insisted on being photographed biking down the dam and into the nearly dry reservoir!
Look at my wheelie he shouted triumphantly as he got the front of the bike up in the air!
Pride comes before a fall, so the saying goes, and it came true here!
A 35 miler today, the longest I've done for a while,and it was a route we've not done for at least a couple of years, conditions couldn't have been better and we even had a tail wind on the final stretch home!
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