Ferocious

Out on the bike for the morning with His Nibs. A route which included a climb up The Granites into a ferocious wind, and then into another equally ferocious wind coming from the other direction on the descent down to Heriot - how is that even scientifically possible?

An afternoon of what felt like well-earned beer and tapas at a local eaterie followed. I could get used to that.

Music Now Playing