The last week has been pretty much as before.
Looking after Marcia, cycling and writing my blog. There has also been gardening, cooking and shopping.
I am getting use to queuing outside Tesco.
Only going shopping once a week was at first a challenge. With the shops very close I was use to popping over a few times in seven days, and not having much stored in the house. Now I make one trip and plan ahead.
I had a rant about the media.
I swallowed another fly.
I may not comment on every ride, staying local means the routes are regularly visited. And even a literary giant like myself eventually runs out of ways to describe them.
I'll just post pictures if I see something of interest. I hope you understand.
|sheep in the distance|
|new rocky climb, it got steeper|
|farmer and tractor in field|
A sheep lazing in the shade of a tree.
There is nothing like riding familiar routes in the opposite direction. Sections that I flew along, I now realise are slight inclines this way round. A voyage of discovery.
I know how lucky I am to have countryside on my doorstep.
I have been posting pics from my rides, and now have over 300 followers on Instagram. Does that make me an influencer?!