Looking Out To Sea

One day pouring rain, the next day snow. At least I’m not worried I shouldn’t have got waterproof panniers.

What the fancy panniers don’t do is make it any easier to ride face first into the snow — that was exciting! — or salve my extremely sore bum from my ice slip this morning.

I think I just need to make it a rule that I don’t ride straight out of the station in the morning until the weather improves. That short stretch of road isn’t well used, is twisty, sits on a hill and is in the shadow of the rising sun. A recipe for pain which I would do well to remember.