WE’RE going too Catriona and Will’s for lunch…and I’m gonna cycle there.
First I need to finish off a keyring ‘;ve made for Catriona and a bracelet for Freya.
I’m later than I intend hitting the road, but make it to Doune in an hour-and-a-half….and get there before Margaret. It’s a nice nice ride despite. Brief run in with a car-full time touring musician, singer/songwriter of wee neds.
Always maxed me that those idiots that shout abuse out of car windows never think ahead enough that you might actually catch up with them…and with them being the type of folks they are, a cyclist is likely to be fitter and stronger than they are!
This time a traffic jam at a roundabout means I catch them. Three guys in a car pretending not to see me and not taking up my challenge to ‘get out the fucking car’. Luckily the traffic moves before I put a dent in the roof!
After a nice few hours an lunch, I embark to the cycle home, opting for a flatter, more direct, but busier route. The flatness doesn’t. Benefit an e-bike a the power eats hills and you have the fun of downhill. Flat quickly becomes tedious and boring…and no matter which direction I was facing I always seemed to be going into a strong headwind!
Back home I have a shower, help Margaret put out a community e-newsletter and get the grill lit for our Vietnamese beef…ready just in time for Billy’s weekly livestream from Florida.
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