turn.
a week of autumnal firsts.
first towpath rave by blinky light.
first woolly hat, merino jerseys, cold all day, day.
first outing on the ‘cross bike since who knows when.
first forgetting that the valley gets dark an hour before the tops.
first real need for cap under helmet.
first search for the mudguards and the overshoes.
first taping up the holes.
first utterly miserable, completely pointless, no redeeming features
whatsoever, very very bad weather road ride.
first cup of bedtime cocoa. it’s august, for fuck’s sake.
the kids aren’t even back at school. I AM NOT GIVING IN YET.
first woolly hat, merino jerseys, cold all day, day.
first outing on the ‘cross bike since who knows when.
first forgetting that the valley gets dark an hour before the tops.
first real need for cap under helmet.
first search for the mudguards and the overshoes.
first taping up the holes.
first utterly miserable, completely pointless, no redeeming features
whatsoever, very very bad weather road ride.
first cup of bedtime cocoa. it’s august, for fuck’s sake.
the kids aren’t even back at school. I AM NOT GIVING IN YET.
