I must be Quackers

After waking fairly early to a morning of grotty weather and not fancying being stuck inside, I got togged up and wheeled Biscuit out of the garage to go bimbling for an hour or so in the surrounding countryside.

The rain stopped briefly but upon reaching Marple, resumed in anger so instead of having an intended sit by the canal at the Top Lock for a while, Biscuit did a tight U-turn on the bridge and carried on.

The road from Marple Bridge to Charlesworth was awash with flood water in more than a handful of places, a couple of times deep to the footpegs so I kept the revs high as her exhaust is similarly low down and Royal Enfield's aren't designed for bimbling in submarine environments!

I was quite chilly upon arriving home although was glad for the ride ... good for the head & all that. A Christmas'ish dinner for tea & a visit to father in laws came next followed by a soak in a hot bath to reheat my bones.

Apparently it's now 2025 for the next 365 blips :-)