Lollop to Lanark and Livvy
Another Winter’s day, but the weather was warm enough, and it wasn’t raining sideways, so it was time for another wee jaunt.
New Year, New Goals
A new year has arrived, and it’s still bloody freezing outside.
So naturally that meant we’re still out, but only for a wee jaunt as it is new year’s day, and my 2nd non commute on the bike since surgery. I met that lads close to home (at Bikespeed, who were closed – fair enough, as everyone deserves a break) and we took off with the idea of going North to South Queensferry and possibly the infamous Biker’s Cove (who were also closed).
Hogmanay Hijinks
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.
Bimble to Beecraigs, Bo’ness, Bannockburn
Nearing the end of October, having just had a couple of storms roll by us, I thought I should take the bike out for a wee blast on a Sunday to make sure everything was OK with it – a short run on my own to a local country park seemed ideal.
Stepping to St. Andrews
I had an errand to do in fife so I took the opportunity to have a mooch around the Kingdom of Fife (which sound like some Disney thing, filled with princess and broken wishes)… Either way I had to head to Kelty, and I asked Step if he fancied a wee run outside of the city for a bit.
Jaunt Oot Wi John
After work, I went out for a wee jaunt with John – nothing too serious – just a bit of back road bashing
Stepping out wi Step
So today was a bit unusual as I’ve been riding for just over a year and I got to actually do something worthwhile instead off back road bashing – I got to take someone out on their first ride.
Off Oot to Troon
One Tuesday an agreement was made to head out after work for a wee ride out.
How the hell was I supposed to know that meant a dozen folk and a round trip of about 150 miles? I got lucky though as my wife had decided she was happy making her own dinner that evening.
Peregrination to Peebles
’twas a Friday afternoon and one of the lads suggested a wee jaunt out to get me to “ride it” again, I said it was unlikely to happen in one shot, but it’s worth the go anyway.
Crashy McCrashy Rides Again
A.K.A. “Watch out – potential unintended collateral damage”
West Lothian. 68 days post failed flying lesson. About as broken as I was in January.
I’m back. Kinda… If a bike could limp, mine would.