While the whole world (or at least most of the UK) sits at home watching it raining on Queenie's Parade, do I a.
do the same, or b.
Join a couple of mates for a spin up the west coast of Scotland?
You've guessed the answer. Easy really, considering I've never been there on a bike and the further north we went, the better the weather got. Who can honestly say, 5 consecutive days in Scotland and no rain...
Setting off from Huddersfield and after too many
s over night at Tan Hill, Steve and I ride to Dumfries to meet up with Nick, Natalia and Robin. There's a 1/2 hour delay while Steve fixes a puncture:
Skirting the west of Glasgow on a ferry across the Clyde:
Steve impresses us with his manly cake:
The Gimp has awoken:
The people you meet?:
Loch Lomond, The (sunny) morning after hearing her in the tent next mine, saying to somebody (in a nasty Glaswegian accent): Geeett yoooour mankeeey feeeet awayyyyyy frommmm meeeee
That hi-viz jacket does look sh!te:
The view, Glencoe:
Eileen What's Her Face's gaff:
Top of the Pass of the Cattle:
Great seafood and great
And a great sunset too:
North to Torredon:
Sailboats at Ullapool:
An AViD bike(r) heading for Cape Wrath:
The beach at Durness:
So, who needs to leave the Uk to have a great ride?