7 weeks post op. No pain, excellent range of motion, and cleared to ride by my consultant. Human+ with internal accessories, and ready to ride.
Enough of that nonsense though – I had to get out on the bike and get out with the boys.
The weather was clear, the bike set up, and temperatures rising and so the call came in: “Peggys at 10”. right so.
5 of us arrived, including Kyle, who it seems had purchased an upgrade to his street cred – a 1000cc upgrade. ’twas shiny. And tiny. Unlike Kyle (well, stature at least).
We started of by heading South with no real plan, but as part a democracy. It went downhill from there as Herr Dick declared we weren’t a democracy, almost immediately, as he seized executive power as part of some kind of ironic grom-based coup d’etat . Didn’t affect our direction or the ride out but it kept him happy or a wee while.
We stopped off at Black Law Wind farm for a quick photo op while we were on the way to Carnwath for Pie time via the only roads in Scotland that were a literal sheet of ice in parts – just the ticket to test out the new implants!
From there is was a gentle jaunt down the Clyde valley – not exactly following the plan to go to the biker’s cove in South Queensferry, and the whole experience made the end fall of my honkker.
A fine 93 miles to end a bastard of a year on.
It’s good to be out again, even if it’s as Human+.