Gliding along

Some days are just begging for a bike ride (if you visit my little page regularly you will know why I'm called BikeyPete) and today was such a day! I swung my leg over the cross bar and my feet clicked into place. The cool air spoke of early Autumn and the birds sang of berries and mist...the air definitely carries noise differently at other times of the year!

The country lanes and riverside paths lay empty and open for me, sweet heaven to me as all I could hear was the crunch of gravel and the whoosh of wind. My bike, lovingly tuned to perfection, made silent work of the miles and a smile ran across my face the whole way.

The best way to start a day of work.......having fun!