Service

My bike made the decision for me this morning.  I was going to ride it to garage to get it serviced today but when I woke up the wind was howling.  I was a little reluctant to say the least.  Going into the garage, for once, I was vaguely pleased to find yet another flat tyre.  I caught the train!  I’m now waiting to hear about the damage.

I headed on the edge of the moor for a quick circuit with Little Dog.  The wind was howling a little less but the clouds were still forming some lovely shapes.