Lucky?

Sometimes you have to be thankful of Plan C which didn't exist until this morning when I saw that rain was coming in whichever direction you travelled in.

This signpost could have said Park Rash or Hebden Bridge if Plan A (but Liz has a cold) or Plan B (hilly ride south in the rain) had had their way.  

Neither would have been too much fun with a snapped gear cable. (Been there!) 

Luckily, I'd actually already got out of Burnsall (and its hill) before it went and made it home on two gears without having to get off. 

I've spent the afternoon sorting out visa applications trying to ensure every detail is right. It's taken a while!