Pit Stop

If you cycle to the highest peak on a day like today it's amazing how far your wee will carry. I think some might have ended up in the sea. It's vital to check on the wind direction though.

Last night I was reading about Bernard Hinault who used to insist on his bidon being filled with champagne at the Tour De France for the final climb of the day. In his honour I necked a bottle of Sam Smith's Nut Brown Ale when I got back.