Seven degrees. Windstopper. Merino. Buff. Combined loops make for epic views. Climb and climb again. Stop in wonderment. Sky, blue to pink to black. See from Bognor to Brighton, Gatwick to Goodwood. Climb some more and decend warily. Poor dead badger. Climb on chalk. Dry. Steep. Rocky. Traction? Non! Lights cross paths, greetings offered. Mutual respect of convention rejection. Road and track home. Loop in reverse. Live badger scuttles along side. Stop at lake. Sound of pee in pond drowned out by weir and waterwheel. Four degrees. Home. Embrace. Pizza. Apprentice. Bed. Sleep smiling. Balanced. THE BEST RIDE OF MY LIFE.
Baiku of shimmering lights
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Wu-Tangled":3vcvrxzi said:
I do hope this refers to head/neck wear rather than what you looked like with described apparel on
I really enjoy reading your Baiku's.
Makes me think I wasted my evening lying with the dogs in front of the stove.
Didn't even have pizza :-(- Feedback
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Wu-Tangled":gjzdbmhs said:
:shock: :evil:
Sounds like a good evening out otherwise
My evening wasnt as fun I'm affraid.
Home. Hi wife, bye wife. Parents evening for her. Childminding for me. Thomas the Tank Engine. Hugs. Kisses. Night nights. Tea. Hi wife. Good news. Bye wife. Evening meeting with business partner and staff. Late night Tesco shopping. Home.
Not a bike in sight!
Home. Hi wife, bye wife. Parents evening for her. Childminding for me. Thomas the Tank Engine. Hugs. Kisses. Night nights. Tea. Hi wife. Good news. Bye wife. Evening meeting with business partner and staff. Late night Tesco shopping. Home.
Not a bike in sight!
