Just out on a jolly on the Ridgeway again, nice and local, and about as hilly as you get around these parts.
lots of water
lots of mud
lots of fun
Comming from the north, I always heard how over crowded the south is...
The last climb, then home.
An old Knob (Also happy birthday to the O2, 10 years old this year...hip hip hooray!)
Theres just nothing like being away from civilisation, just you and your bike, and the Red Kites circling waiting to pick your bones when you expire on that last uphill.
Civilization and the modern world on the horizon.
A day where i saw the first signs of spring trying to break from the dark months of winter, daffadils shooting out from the ground, Blue sky and a warm sun. Yet at the same time felt winters grip clinging on with its cold, wet and blustery ways.
lots of water
lots of mud
lots of fun
Comming from the north, I always heard how over crowded the south is...
The last climb, then home.
An old Knob (Also happy birthday to the O2, 10 years old this year...hip hip hooray!)
Theres just nothing like being away from civilisation, just you and your bike, and the Red Kites circling waiting to pick your bones when you expire on that last uphill.
Civilization and the modern world on the horizon.
A day where i saw the first signs of spring trying to break from the dark months of winter, daffadils shooting out from the ground, Blue sky and a warm sun. Yet at the same time felt winters grip clinging on with its cold, wet and blustery ways.
