Low cloud morning view to Inverness from the Drumsmittal area of the Black Isle.

Been having cycling technical woes lately. Workhorse #1 has been out of action for eight years, and may not be revived. #3 has been the mainstay over those last years, but the rims may have worn out... in less than two years, which is ridiculous, considering the originals lasted ten years. #2 is safe enough, but the bottom bracket area of the frame needs a repair to enable fitting a new sealed bearing. Alas, the (cheap) bike's not worth that expense so have been considering stripping it down and scrapping the frame. Was using #2 today. The front gear change cable snapped this morning, within sight of work. Just meant my legs were whirling round to achieve a very slow speed. Mutley-like complaining noises a plenty...

Went for a replacement inner cable after work. Roddy said to me on my way for the door, "that was an expensive gear cable."