Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Summers dream..

Tall wispy grass, fluffy light clouds, gently nodding daisies and smiley happy people.

Heading out this morning on the bike was a dream, so different from the depths of winter, no heavy waterproofs, no gritted teeth, no gloves and lots of other cyclists!
Yes, I like it when the summer cyclists come out.....if only they could remember how to ride a bike!

Anyway...late night at work...but climbing wall first!

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