DON'T FEED THE CYCLISTS

After an early start (the grandkids had us awake just after 6:30am), George and I cycled up the hills to the south of Falkirk and stopped here to feed the horse some glucose sweets. They must be quick acting as, according to George, the horse shot off at an alarming rate. Pity they didn't work like that for us.

I just liked the view in the extra shot!